I was too much horny to say no…We climbed some dark stairs and he opened a door that led into his flat.As I entered I noticed a very young black wom...n; a sensual one. I looked back at him, but he said that sexy babe was just a roommate…I felt I was trapped, but I was also so fucking horny for a hard cock…We went into a filthy living room and my new friend told me to sit down.His black roommate came in and handed me a large drink. The black guy then introduced himself as Bob. He sat down next to. He looked down at me with a playful smirk on his face. “Hi, Krystenah. Don’t get up,” he said and slapped Daddy in the chest, laughing at his own joke. Robbie was a handsome light-skinned African American guy in his mid-thirties. Daddy had told me that someday he might watch Robbie fuck me and I never knew if that was a test to see how devoted I was to Daddy’s pleasure or if it was something that was actually likely to happen soon. For that reason I always felt vulnerable when Robbie was around. ”“Oh wow that was hot,” she said, taking her foot from my cock then spreading her legs apart, bending them so that her feet were on the couch, her two fingers moving in and out of her juicy pussy. Watching her masturbate got my cock even harder, bulging in my shorts. I was watching her fingers fucking herself, hearing the slushy sound, her breathing getting heavier..I unbuttoned and lowered the zipper of my shorts and my hard cock sprung out standing straight up, her eyes looking at it as I. I shuddered and moaned, my toes curling, gripping the ledge's edge as I caressed my clit and pretended it was Obsidian's touch.“My love,” I moaned, rubbing harder at my sex.Pleasure tingled through me. My mother always whispered that a male's touch would be far better than my own fumblings. And my own touch was so sweet. I moaned into the night, my nipples hard beneath my top as I rubbed vigorously at my clit.I circled the nub. My lips moved, pretending Obsidian kissed them. Juices leaked out.