I was getting really hard but then I thought to myself, “You saw them growing up. The only black girl at the party had a body to die for with quite large breasts with very erect nipples.
All of this attention was nice for a change and they were obviously being good natured about it.After a while some of the conversation and questions got a little personal.Just as my husband got back with his third trip from the bar (it took three trips for him to bring all the drinks), one of they guys asked me if I had any tattoos.I excused my self to freshen up in the lady’s room.That’s when the first unusual event of the evening occurred.The black girl started licking her pussy and Jane went wild. I was stroking fast when the door opened and one of the 18 year old girls walked in with a towel around her.
Her long blond hair was wet from the pool and so was most of her delicious young body. I turned around with my nine three quarter inch cock in my hand and her jaw dropped.
I was wearing a new red dress that I just knew would knock him out.
He keeps on telling me to show myself off more and not dress like an old maid. It was so short that I had to keep reminding myself not to bend over and to keep my knees in tight while walking or it would ride-up and show off the garter belt and tiny pink panties that I was wearing.
While he was gone all the attention at the table was on me.
The guys all wanted to know where I worked, what I did, what my interests were… Many of the guys were leering the tight top of my dress.
We have a pretty damn big house so they could sleep upstairs in one of the guest rooms or downstairs in the living room where they could watch movies or do whatever they wanted. I noticed that the sausages were getting very popular as the cookout progressed and the girls were getting slightly tipsy from all the drinks they’d had.