I turned just in time tosee a women pull down her mini skirt and squat on the toilet. Shehad long black hair that accented her beautiful smile and dar... redlips. She had long black 4 inch heels on her tiny feet. There weretwo large shopping bags from a plus size store down the street fromthe park. Her gold bracelets on her right hand scrapped along withher matching finger nails on the metal handles next to her big ass.I could smell a strong musk smell in the porta potty as she held hereyes close. ”He had our attention now and I could see Sarah ogling his Adonis style body covered only by a loose pair of shorts.“My name is Rudi. I am a black African from a former French colony. I had a black mother and a French father so I have many French aspects to me. Especially the French penchant for kinky sex. I have lived in Switzerland for many years. I am at your disposal if you so desire. I am better than Rolf at many things,” he ventured arrogantly. Or was he teasing us?Without even asking. I looked down again between her legs and she saw me ogling at her pantie clad mound, she looked me in the eye,“Don’t even fucking think it mister, my knickers are NOT coming off, you can fuck right off” she said with a hint of anger in her voice, she hit the last of the smoke stubbing it out in the ashtray and knocked back her drink,“I wasn’t thinking that but now that you mention it YES, get them off” I said assertively“NO, not gonna happen” she said “And don’t go pouring me any more of that. She moved forward, wrapping her arms around my neck, her eyes zooming from my eyes to my lips and back. I grabbed her hips and gently pulled our bodies together, and she bit her lip eagerly. We kissed again, my hands on her back and her fingers in my hair. Her lips tasted like champagne, a taste I didn’t necessarily love, but too wasted to care I swirled my tongue around hers and enjoyed it. Then she broke the kiss and moved down, down, down, pulling my purple thong off and opening my legs like.