He thought he heard some moaning sounds from behind the slightly open door so he opened it slowly and silently and stepped inside to find a young girl...in a night shirt stroking her pussy while she looked through the other door into the bedroom beyond. The sounds of drunken sex came from the room and she was fully involved in her own pleasure as she watched the action in the bedroom. Leaning back I looked over my discovery. She was slender with nice legs and had small tits with hard little. Vanessa arrived right on time and both the girls hugged each other andwere very glad to see each other.Angelina: "Hey Vanessa you seem to have lost weight since I last sawyou, and you look tired too. Is everything alright?"Vanessa: "Oh I'm doing okay, just finished with my exams today, haven'tslept too well. That's why just slightly tired." Angelina then askedVanessa to sit on the chair and put a cape around her and startedfeeling Vanessa's hair.Angelina: "Hey your hair has grown pretty long. “How many women have you had?”“Not many,” he grinned. “Not more than fifty.”“Fifty?” she shouted.“I’m kidding,” he replied as he tenderly stroked her cheek. “Since I got out of college, maybe six.”“How many while you were in school? I bet your women crawled into your room through the windows at night just to get in your bed.”“Not really. While I was in school, I dated three different girls. One was drop-dead gorgeous, but a career virgin. I tried to get in her pants for a year and then cut her. Johnson convinced me to give him my panties as a souvenir. I thought my husband would be very turned on when I told him about it later that night, so I took them off and gave them to Mr. Johnson without my husband noticing. Mr. Johnson ordered another round of drinks and began stroking my leg. It felt naughty to have a black man stroking my leg in a strange bar, but I was quite shocked when Mr. Johnson's finger began rubbing up against my pussy. I was even more shocked when Mr. Johnson told.