“Hey, sweetie, it’s okay. You are going to be okay. Shhhh. Alright now. It’s okay.” He comforted her as she quietly sobbed.After a few minutes...of murmured support and hugs, she settled down to rest comfortably for a moment. Then she pulled herself partially out of his grasp and reached up to pull his head down towards her before planting a soft, gentle kiss on his lips. It felt right to her, so she kissed him again, this time with a little more feeling. She was hurting, emotionally stung and. I was almost cumming at that point.When he said he was sliding his hands around to undo my bra, my body was quivering. I could feel his warm hands under me, undoing my bra and liberating my breasts. I could feel his fingers on my sides, thumbs on my tummy as he slid his hands up to lift my bra away. He was now fondling and squeezing my bare breasts; it was orgasmic. I was listening to his every word. It was then that my immersive fantasy took a different and totally unexpected turn.I could hear. Then Jay ordered Andrea to stand; as she did so he told her to feel her spanked arse and tell him what she thought. "Ok Master, you only ever spank me when I deserve it and always you inflame my passion by the way you make me anticipate the spanking and then send me even higher when you deliver it. Always the way you apply the pain and mix it with the definite pleasure of your exploring fingers sends my mind into turmoil!" Andrea confessed.By now Jay was stood beside Andrea, when he ordered her. He was another stripper…The voice in the air announced he was the “Black Hero”…I looked down to his bulge and noticed he was very well hung.Black Hero danced with me, pulling my bare buttocks against his cock; he suddenly pulled his baggy trousers out and a little thong was the only thing between his erection and my cunt…I heard again my girlfriends encouraging me; so I turned over the black guy and grabbed his thong. I looked at the girls and I then slipped the thong down to his ankles.The.