Ronnie slowly placed her tongue on Kriss' clit and began to gently lick it. Kriss moaned at the new sensation of her best friend eating her out. Ronni... got bolder and licked and sucked harder, driving her friend crazy. I stuck my face in there and we both began devouring her in between kissing each other. I got up and grabbed the camera, snapping pictures of my little girl being a bisexual whore. I was hard as a rock and saw Ronnie's sweet little ass sticking up in the air. I ran to the closet. There are exceptions of course, and he was one of them. This tall handsome black man was muscular. It didn’t seem like he worked out, he just seemed naturally fit. He looked dominating but not in a thuggish way. I think he could tell that I felt intimidated by his presence. It was all he needed to get something started.I had a radio and I was listening to a political talk show. The host was discussing monetary reparations to blacks for slavery. The host was obviously against it and I agreed for. Lifting myself of the bed still in some pain and discomfort I headeddownstairs. Nervously I approached the door calling out, "Who's there?"The reply cam back, "Nikki it's me Eddie, let me in."Still unsure I stepped forward and put my eye to the peephole sure enoughthere he stood, quickly I opened the door."Oh darling what happened?" he said as I fell into his arms in anotherflood of tears leading me away from the door and closing it while I clungto him, he led me into the lounge."Here sit down. We thanked him and walked in, standing at the door while our eyes adjusted to the darkness. As my eyes adjusted, I noticed there were single men scattered around the theatre and a few standing against the back wall. Some guys were standing or sitting together, jacking or sucking off their partner. My wife seemed to be the only woman there.We went to the first row of the couples only section. It had a pretty good gap between it and the next row of seats. I sat three seats in and had my wife sit.