Yes, she was still wet. Very much so. But still she sat masturbating for a while. Massaging her pussy lips and her clit, she slid a couple of fingers ...n and out of her pussy. She didn't really know why. Maybe to turn Jack and the other men on. She didn't care. She felt so shameless, so randy. "Okay," the director finally asked. "Okay," Becky whispered, getting up. "No, don't get up," the director said. "Jack will show you what to do." She sat down in the armchair, looking over at Jack, who. I am already so wet and horny. I don't even care who sees us. I want your hand under my dress so bad but you are holding back. The wine has me spinning. At this point the food is ready and we head back to my hotel room. You hold me around my shoulder and I slip my arm under your coat and around your waist. Your warmth is comforting. As we wait for traffic to pass you kiss me again and my knees go weak. We walk up the stairs of the old hotel and I open the door and a small lamp gives off a warm. Second round also completed and she won it.She was sweating her top is getting wet in back in strap joint area.. She- chol third round .And in third round wrestling go more vigorous and her hand touching all over my body sometimes my dick. Butts and I my hands was also touching pressing her boobs butt I could feel her premium panty her soft body and she was also touching whatever she gets the opportunity and we too laughing a lot and I understand to her innocence in her secret desire for men. She went to the bathroom and removed her panties. They weren't sexy at all she thought. She was going to tease the black man.Finding him playing a different game, she sat down next to him. "I'm glad I found you, I want to get lucky. er.. I mean I hope you bring me some luck." she giggled.She made a point to hand her panties to her husband. "Here, you hold these, bitch. I won't be needing them tonight."This turned on the black man. He was picking up that she was a horny slut and must be.