Men rolled up their heads and envied my companions. We set up at the club on the ground on the couch. My little black dress up again, exposing my legs...up pussy, covered her tiny black thong. Everyone around could see it. I'm not shy, so here was dark. The waiter came up to us, while we make the order he did not take his eyes off my legs, staring at panties, we ordered some of drinks. We talked, our new friend looked as my husband caressed my leg. His hand moved slowly from the knees to the. I gave her a full ten strikes of the cane at a proper tempo, not too fast and not too slow. I always insisted on using the optimum timing in order to make the effect of the stinging blows remain a long time in her uncomplicated mind. I checked her labia for moisture and just as I suspected she was already starting to squirt her juices onto the sheets.Quickly, I jumped astride her hips and guided my powerful cock into her wondrous cave of female tenderness. She had been keeping it well trimmed. After, she lay with me still buried deep inside her, softening, but still firm enough to stay nicely coupled with her. We were so comfortable like this and there seemed no reason to separate, and I soon felt myself beginning to firm up as the thought of doing it again crossed my mind. She felt me stiffen inside her and whispered "you randy s*d" in my ear. "Speak for yourself" I replied. We stayed coupled for sometime longer getting increasingly excited again. I could feel our warm sex juices. Obviously he was very enticed by white women, because I turned my head when we were leaving and noticed he was rubbing his big bulge through his shorts.I felt amused and asked Ana if she had noticed this black guy’s arousal. She denied everything about noticing anything; but I was sure she had been staring at his crotch and his growing bulge.Later I asked my sweet wife if she could imagine herself being that woman we had seen with our neighbor earlier. Anita said that she would never need to.