I felt excited and wet; knowing my lovely hubby was watching me getting naked in front of these unknown black men…The first dance ended as I went ba...k to my hubby, who handed me another shot. Victor told me he had loved watching me naked on stage.Then some guys approached and I spoke to three black guys. They said that they loved my shaven white pussy. They wanted to touch me right there…I sensed I needed to show more and dropped my dress down, giving it to my obviously pleased husband. Being. Canella will cherish this gift and make sure your child lives by your wonderful words. Take care and have a wonderful White Christmas.”I just chuckled at Pink-Alpha’s last words as a small snow flurry kicked up as I headed north out of London on Highbury. With a laugh, I began to sing in my best low baritone, Bing Crosby like voice:“I’m NOT dreaming of a white Christmas.Just like the ones I used to know.Where treetops glisten, And children listen.To hear ... sleigh bells in the snow.I’m NOT. Pinching and twisting my nipples through my top, Beth saw the wetness on my thong as I fingered myself. It was not long before my orgasm reached its pinnacle."Oh God Beth!"My hips rose off the seat as my back arched. My breasts thrust upward, nipples straining against my top. Beth reached out and pinched a nipple as I thrust my finger furiously in my pussy. That is all it took and I screamed out as my sweet nectar soaked the thong.Beth was passing a truck and had slowed so the driver could. My shamefully bulging cock dangled inches from her quivering womanhood. “Don’t ram it in there; wait for my pussy to stretch and get used to your size.”I grabbed her thighs and watched myself slowly push into my sister’s hot haven. Her pussy was super tight, wrapping around my dick like liquid velvet. Every muscle in her cunt vibrated inexorably as inch after inch breached her heavenly honeyed-hole.Again, I felt my entire body charge with virginal passion; the thrill of finally fucking a woman.