Sean had this look on his face like he had just won the lottery or something. He got up from the table, walked around behind me and softly and tenderl... massaged my breasts.My nipples were rock hard before he even touched me. His hands were warm and strong and they massaged my 36 C's wonderfully. It was so fucking sexy to have another man touch my breasts while my husband watched and looked me in the eyes.I took a quick look down and I have to admit, my cleavage looked gorgeous as he massaged my. I knew what was coming. I wasn't sure what I wanted to do…but it didn't matter. He was in control, and I was going to do whatever HE wanted. And he wanted me to take that hot load of Black Man cum in my mouth. He was grunting and breathing hard, and bucking that cock from my lips to my throat, slamming it against the back of my mouth, when I felt the first blast. With the size of the cock fucking my mouth, and the quantity of cum that hit my throat, there was simply no room left. I had to. " Don't girls always exaggerate about their experiences?" NO! What do you think we are, guys, or something? Girls don't talk in public about things like that. We wait until we're in private, with our close friends." Well, if you won't do it for yourself, how about doing it for me? Think of what that would do for my reputation as a dork!" And why should I worry about your reputation?" Well, if we ever broke up, I'd need to start looking for dates. A good reputation might help me." If we ever. Lauren came back over in a Taylor Swift tee shirt, blue jeans and sneakers, while I had on a regular shirt, blue jeans and sneakers. We got to the car and started heading to the concert. We arrived at the concert about an hour or so before the event so we could find our seats. We sang and danced at the concert, but it was after the concert when the fun really began.When the concert was over, we went backstage and met Taylor Swift. A group of us were talking and I said I had a busy day the next.