?My turn, vanilla tart,? demanded Nadine, the tall black girl. ?But you can kiss something a little more useful than my boots.? She stood astride me... affording me a glimpse of the cream panties that crowned her ebony legs as she tossed the boater onto the bed. Then to my surprise she lowered herself down so that her leather skirt draped like a surplice over my shoulders. Her cunt brushed against my nose, shielded only by a gossamer thin layer of nylon and lace. ?Kiss there white boy.? I. I was leaning slightly toward him, my right hand over the arm of the chair and between the woman’s thighs. The left extended past my cock and held her right breast, her forehead bumping the crook of my elbow each time she went down on me. She sitting on his lap and bent over with her head bobbing up and down in my lap.I sensed his body tighten as he growled quietly. My thumb felt the contraction of his cock then begin to spasm rapidly. I knew he was unloading and then felt his warmth of his cum. She was pushing back onto him, as he pumped his cock deep and hard, his hand working on her clit, as it emerged from its hood. Feeling adventurous, Steve balanced just on his knees as he moved his other hand to stroke down between Mary’s ass cheeks, and lightly pressed against her asshole. “Mmmmm.......that feels better than a vibrator”, Mary grunted, and soon he was stretching her ass with a couple of fingers and Mary was groaning and gripping them tight. Steve now started to move faster,. “That’s all modern youth thinks about,” laughed Bruce. “Sex is just a game to them – you just watch.”Comfortably seated and sipping champagne, their friends were riveted to the screens and ready to place their bets. Only Ashley VanCleve and her husband said they believed the couple would stick to their own beds.As the grandfather clock in the hall chimed at a quarter after ten, Nadine stripped off revealing her gorgeous nubile figure.“Just look at those tits,” exclaimed Walter.