When ‘he’ turned and stood to greet them, Angie was in for the shock of her life. ‘He’ did a much better job than she did of hiding his surpri...e. He and her escort embraced fondly. ‘Angie, it’s a pleasure to meet you.’ ‘Likewise,’ she said, demurely extending her hand. The three of them made small talk. After an appropriate interval, the two women went to the powder room. Angie told her escort that she felt confident in taking over from that point on. Her chaperone excused herself and the. “I knew she was planning something,” muttered Claude. The history showed the two trackers transmitting, and a third that had been in a different place until it stopped transmitting, the day before.“What did she do?” asked Paul.“Hid it,” said Mia.“It wasn’t a spare,” Claude explained, “she let them find the second one, or she knew they would.”Paul sensed there was something they weren’t telling him, but perhaps it was for a reason. Anyway luckily Google Earth had the whole area in high. I was breathing heavy from watching and I felt my nipples; they too were hard but not as popped out as hers were. Feeling my pussy, it was soaked but not open or used like hers so I slide two fingers into it and began to finger fuck myself, wishing I had a cock in it, fucking me.I saw his hand start to move and knew what was next. I was right as a loud noise vibrated in the room when he slapped her pussy. It still didn't stop her from sucking his cock; it only caused her to let out a loud moan. I was dressed in a short grey skirt, 3′ heals, bare legs, a low cut blouse top, no bra and I never wear knickers. I had my anklet on which says black mans slut, one of my lovers gave it to me. Tracey my mate had a leather mini skirt, vest top, heals and like me no underwear, her husband likes her fucking around too. She is the same age as me and we have been friends for twenty years and lovers on and off. Tracey was late so I bought myself a large vodka and tonic, two young black guys noticed.