“So tell me, big brother,” Lisa continued, “What is the answer? Why are my red girly-girl pantyhose making you so hard? Tell me or there will be...consequences.”I stood in a shameful silence with a brain that stunned my ability to speak yet was hyper sensitive in reaction to her finger pressing on the shaft of my cock. As if reading my thoughts again, Lisa took that finger away as she moved to stand directly in front of me. My man radar immediately noticed her nipples were making points through. I got blushed, but she kept saying it smelled so good.I then relaxed, telling her that it was me, since I had not been truly fucked by my husband in some days… Shelley burst in laughter.She stood up and said she had the same problem at home…That sensual mature lady then moved over me and knelt in front of me, reaching out her delicate hands to make me spread my legs.Shelley lifted my tight skirt and smiled as she saw I had missed my panties. She then slid her wet tongue up my dripping pussy. And such a sweet ass. It was small and tight, with deep dimples, but a tiny bit droopy. And hairy. Good grief I wanted that ass!He might have cum twenty minutes before but he was hard again. Of course I had been hard, and then semi-hard during transport, and I was now hard again, probably even harder. I did want to fuck him, but I also wanted to be fucked by him. So when he moved on top of me, our cocks frotting together, I thought it was a prelude to him entering me. When he reached over me to. Standing is another black man a little smaller than the last but with a thick cock hanging and waiting.I immediately get up from the bed and kneel in front of him, looking up to his face."Good bitch, Yeah, I know you want this dick, You can't get enough dick."I don't even respond to him just start to lick his shaft from the base, eventually reaching his cockhead, at which point I slowly start to suck hishead, mouthing it slowly and starting to slobber all over it.Then I suddenly let his cock.