It started just like all of our other frequent trips but this one definitely ended different. Jo Anne and I were taking a quick holiday in Atlanta to just unwind. We had both been working much too hard and needed the distraction. The red eye plane ride from LA to Atlanta was where it all really started. We arrived at the airport late and just barely made the flight. Since the plane was full and we checked in late, we could not sit directly next to one another. Fortunately we were only a couple of seats apart. Jo Anne was by the window in a two seat section and I was in a middle seat in the center row directly across. To my right was one of those cute little blonde girls that Jo Anne knows I like so much. She was about 5?4? tall, small firm tits with a low cut top, little firm ass and most important of all, perky. I flashed a big smile to Jo Anne as I sat down and she smiled right back knowing that I would enjoy the flight even though we were not sitting together. As my thoughts were drifting to how I would engage her in conversation and look down her top for the entire flight, I glanced over to Jo Anne's row just in time to see a very distinguished black man sit in the unoccupied seat next to her. As much as perky little blondes turn me on, Jo Anne is attracted to a certain type of black person and this one was everything she had ever hoped for. He was well dressed and had that assured handsome face. But what I noticed most was Jo Anne checking out his extremely large hands. In return for her earlier smile, I flashed her my smile knowing that she would enjoy the flight just as much as I intended to.
As the plane took off, I was pleased that my blonde Tiffany first engaged me in conversation. To my delight or disappointment, she was about the dumbest thing on two legs. She went on and on about shopping, girl friends, her screw-ups at work and just about every other topic I never wanted to hear about. When I tried to change the subject or just tried to respond with an intelligent answer, she was not in listen mode and just continued to spout her noise. I finally told her I was tired and pulled a blanket over myself and turned to my left to look at the fat lady seated next to me. The fat lady blocked most of my view of Jo Anne. Oh how I now wished that we were seated next to one another. What little I could see was that Jo Anne seemed to be enjoying an intelligent conversation with her seatmate. They were smiling, laughing and getting along quite well. The fat lady started to snore and my obnoxious blonde continued telling me her life story including how when she was five she didn't like playing four square. I closed my eyes and pretended to go to sleep, but she continued to talk.
After about an hour, the entire plane was quiet including the tramp next to me. The attendants had finished serving and just about everyone had fallen asleep. I leaned forward to look over at Jo Anne. She had her eyes closed but there was something different about the look on her face. Upon closer examination, I noticed that they both had blankets over their laps and there was a small movement in the blanket covering Jo Ann's lap. As I began to focus on the movement, I was quite sure that I could see her friend's hand rubbing her pussy. I was entirely sure when Jo Anne arched her back, clenched her jaw and began to thrust her pelvis forward. She was coming hard. This continued for about another thirty seconds. There was no doubt that she was having multiple orgasms. As she started to come down from her high, she opened her eyes and could easily see me since I had to lean forward to see around the fat lady. Jo Anne smiled at me and I slowly nodded my head in approval of what she was doing. Both she and her friend repositioned themselves and I could see the action shift to his crotch. Jo Anne was stroking his cock under the blanket. There was not too much left to the imagination because it was easy to see that his cock was enormous as the blanket tented up and her strokes up and down on his tool were moving the blanket. I would estimate that his cock was at least 8-9 inches based on the bulge under the blanket. Jo Anne continued to jack him off for about ten minutes. He just sat there with his eyes closed and his head leaned back. Jo Anne alternated from watching the movement from under the blanket to making eye contact with me and smiling. I also watched intently knowing that Jo Anne was enjoying herself. Jo Anne scanned the people in the plane sitting around her and after noting that they were all asleep, looked at me, licked her lips and without missing a beat, lowered her head under the blanket and proceeded to suck her friend. His eyes popped opened and his hand went to the back of her head. He stared making that little groaning sound that I always make when she blows me. I knew he didn't have long to last because Jo Anne sucks cock better than anyone I have ever met. Within two minutes, he was pushing down on her head and he was pushing up with his hips. Since her movements stopped, it was clear that he was shooting his load down her throat. I'm sure that it was deposited deep down her throat because it was evident that she had taken his entire cock down to the root. Slowly Jo Anne retracted her head from his pole and emerged from the blanket. He looked as if he had passed out. Jo Anne looked at him and satisfied that he was taken care of, looked at me smiled and nodded her head. I smiled, leaned back in my seat and slept for the rest of the flight.
The next thing I knew, I awoke to the announcement that we were landing. To my amazement my stupid blonde reached her hand over to my thigh and slid it up to brush my cock. She handed me a piece of paper with her phone numbers both in LA and Atlanta and proceeded to tell me how she had enjoyed our deeply intelligent conversation. She was looking much smarter and perky again as she leaned forward and grazed her lips against mine and snaked her tongue into my mouth. This intelligent beautiful creature then rose to exit the plane. Her last words she spoke before she started shaking that fabulous ass on her way out was that she would really like to see if I was as good in bed as I was at conversation. I replied that I was sure she would find out.
It was evident that the fat lady was going to be the last person off of the plane so I exited on the opposite side from Jo Anne. When I got to the end of the jet way, Jo Anne and her friend Berg, as he was about to be introduced, were waiting for me. Berg was about 6?2? and clasped my hand with a firm shake. Told me he was pleased to meet me and commented on what a fine lady I had. I of course agreed and said we should get together sometime for a drink. Berg said that would not be a problem since he frequently stopped in the bar there for a drink. Jo Anne and I found a taxi and headed for the hotel. On the way over Jo Anne told me how much she enjoyed her fling with Berg. She said that his cock was so big that she started to come as soon as she lowered her mouth onto it. After she sucked him off, they sat for the rest of the flight with his fingers inside of her cunt and her hand wrapped around his cock. She said she probably came at least thirty times during the flight. Jo Anne then asked how things with my blonde worked out. I told her that I got her number. Jo Anne said good and that maybe she would be able to suck some of my come from her pussy. I said maybe and we continued on to the hotel.
We checked in and immediately went to bed. As tired as we were, my cock was hard from thinking about what had happened and I mounted Jo Anne soon after we hit the sheets. As I was fucking her, I was thinking about her and Berg. I was certain that she was also. We kissed and I'm sure that I could taste the remnants of Berg's come in her mouth. After I emptied my load inside her cunt, we fell asleep in each other's arms.
We didn't wake up until around noon the next day. We had a leisurely breakfast and then went down to the pool. Jo Anne looked great in a tiny knit bikini that left very little to the imagination. I'm sure that every guy there wanted to line up to fuck her including me. I don't think her suit was designed to swim in, but I finally convinced her to join me in the hot tub. As we sat in the warm water, I worked my fingers inside of her and gently rubbed her clit. As I did this I was thinking about Berg's fingers rubbing her in the exact same spot as I was now. Jo Anne laid her head on my shoulder and did what she likes best. As she went into that state that knows no time or circumstance, I'm sure that she was completely ******* that fibers on her bikini had opened up to be completely see through. This fact was not lost on the three other guys who had followed us into the hot tub.
After a nice steak dinner at the hotel restaurant, we returned to our room to prepare for a night out. As I was changing my pants Jo Anne came up behind me and started rubbing my cock. It didn't take long for me to push her back onto the bed. Jo Anne told me she was so fucking horny that I needed to fuck her hard and now. Not wanting to disappoint her I pushed my cock into her and banged her hard and long. We fucked for about thirty minutes and I finally rewarded her with a hugh load. She sucked the juices off of my cock and said let's get dressed and do this town up right. Jo Anne put on a new dress I had not seen before. It was very low cut in the front, a bare back and only came down about three inches below her cunt. It was silver, slinky, and had some sort of shiny sequins attached. She looked so sexy in this dress. Her legs are nice enough that she does not need nylons, so she simply pulled a pair of black skimpy panties on underneath. Of course she wore no bra. I took one look at the total package and started to get hard again. She smiled and told me I would have to remain horny and would get some more later.
Since we didn't really know the town, we decided that we would start with a drink at the hotel bar. After our second vodka rocks I noticed Jo Anne looking past me and felt a presence. The feeling was broken by and greeting from behind and a big smile on Jo Anne's face. Berg asked if he could join us and we both acknowledged yes together. The three of us enjoyed two more rounds before I asked where we could go to have a great time in this city. Berg suggested several average places that I had heard of or were national chains. Neither I nor Jo Anne were very enthused, when Jo Anne asked him about the place he had told her about on the plane. He replied that it was by far the hottest spot in the entire town but warned us that it could get pretty wild. We both smiled and said we would like to give it a shot. Since it would be crowded we rode over together in Berg's new Lexis. Berg explained that it would be very difficult to get and keep a table here. If we were lucky enough to get a table, someone would need to stay there at all times or we would loose it. So the deal was, we could not all get up to dance at the same time. We agreed and headed in the door. What Berg did not tell us was that everyone in the place would be black except for us. This was not a problem for us except that all eyes were on us from the second we came in the door.
We were lucky and got the last empty table in the place. As soon as we sat down, the place filled to maximum capacity. The music was a mixture of jazz and rock that that really sounded good. We sipped on our drinks and enjoyed the music. Finally Berg asked Jo Anne if she wanted to dance. Not to my surprise and of course to be expected, she agreed. We were seated far from the dance floor and they made there way through he crowd with Berg holding her hand to guide her past the sea of bodies. They were gone for three songs and it was difficult for me to hold their seats, but I managed. At last they returned and Jo Anne sat next to me and started rubbing my thigh and crotch. She leaned over and told me that everyone dancing was so hot. She watched people on the dance floor openly rubbing their hands on each other's bodies. Some of the guys would raise the girls skirts and grab their asses right in front of everyone. I asked her if Berg grabbed her ass and she just smiled and shook her head yes. While Berg was in the bathroom another very handsome black man approached and asked Jo Anne if she would dance with him. Without hesitation, she stood up and returned to the dance floor. Berg returned and we made small talk for a while. Jo Anne was gone for a much longer time. When she returned this time, when she sat down she took my hand and guided it to her pussy. I was somewhat surprised to find that her panties were no longer there but I was even more surprised when she pushed two of my fingers inside her pussy I found it to be warm and gooey. She helped my hand scoop some of the cream from her cunt and directed it to my mouth so I could taste what she had earlier enjoyed. So, that was what she had been doing while I thought she was dancing. I eagerly swallowed what she had offered and went back for seconds. I could see by the glazed look in her eyes that this was as much a turn on for her as it was for me.
Berg smiled at the two of us and commented that he was glad we were getting into the spirit of their club. Now there were about six towering black men standing around us each ready to ask Jo Anne for a dance. As the first one asked, Jo Anne simply stood up and walked off with him. Berg rose up and followed. Now the empty seats were quickly filed by attractive looking men that seemed to be going through an interview hoping that I would allow them to be the next to dance with Jo Anne. What they didn't know was that she would do whatever she liked with my full approval always. Jo Anne soon returned and one of the men stood up to allow her to again sit next to me. This time she leaned over to kiss me and transferred another load of jizm from her mouth to mine. I instinctively reached to her cunt again and scooped out enough come to fill my entire palm. Instead of eating it this time I reached over and rubbed it onto her right tit. She moaned again and let her tit remain pulled out from the front of her dress. As another of her pool of studs asked her to dance she stood up and left again. We repeated this three more times with her leaving with one or two men and returning with her mouth and pussy full of come.
Finally Berg came back and suggested that we didn't need our table any more and suggested I follow him to the dance floor to observe the action. I didn't need to asked twice. When we finally arrived at the dance floor, I was surprised to see that there was actually two different types of dances going on. There were in fact people dancing but the real action was going on up at the very front. There was a carpeted rail about three feet high and eighteen inches wide. Along the rail there were several women leaning over it with their dresses pulled up to their waist and their pussys pointing up. Behind each woman was a man with his pants dropped to his ankles plowing his cock into her pussy. On the other side of the rail, there were men receiving blowjobs from the women being fucked. It took me a few moments to find Jo Anne because there was a large crowd around her. After all, she was the only white woman in the place and everyone wanted a shot at some white pussy. Berg explained to me that there was a box full of panties in front of the band. If a woman wanted to get fucked, she took her panties off and put them in the box. If a woman only wanted to dance she would leave her panties on. Berg then suggested that I should knock off a piece black pussy myself. I looked up and spied the sexiest black girl I had ever seen. She had a tight little ass, small hard tits just like I like, and a cunt that was milking a ten-inch cock with perfect rhythm. As I moved to take my place in line the others moved aside almost as a thank you for bringing Jo Anne. As luck would have it, the black girl was on the rail right next to Jo Anne. I moved up and inserted my cock into her honey pot. As I was pumping away, I reached over to Jo Anne. I placed my hand on her cheek I felt the cock in her mouth slide in and out. She knew it was my hand because she looked up and let the cock pop out of her mouth. She lifted her head and reached out to kiss me. It was really hot to kiss her while we were both fucking someone else. I soon shot my gunk into the beautiful black girl and was replaced by another waiting to fuck her. I moved to the side and watched at least twenty different men fuck Jo Anne. I'm sure the only reason they didn't wear her cunt out was because of all of the come inside her for lubrication. Finally I got hard again and took my turn fucking her. When I finished, she stood up and said she was done for the night.
Berg was waiting and rushed us out to his car and returned us to the hotel. When we got to our room we laid on the bed. And just held each other. Jo Anne finally told me that that was the hottest thing she had ever done in her life. I agreed and we went to sleep.
Needless to say, we returned to the club each night of our vacation.
As the plane took off, I was pleased that my blonde Tiffany first engaged me in conversation. To my delight or disappointment, she was about the dumbest thing on two legs. She went on and on about shopping, girl friends, her screw-ups at work and just about every other topic I never wanted to hear about. When I tried to change the subject or just tried to respond with an intelligent answer, she was not in listen mode and just continued to spout her noise. I finally told her I was tired and pulled a blanket over myself and turned to my left to look at the fat lady seated next to me. The fat lady blocked most of my view of Jo Anne. Oh how I now wished that we were seated next to one another. What little I could see was that Jo Anne seemed to be enjoying an intelligent conversation with her seatmate. They were smiling, laughing and getting along quite well. The fat lady started to snore and my obnoxious blonde continued telling me her life story including how when she was five she didn't like playing four square. I closed my eyes and pretended to go to sleep, but she continued to talk.
After about an hour, the entire plane was quiet including the tramp next to me. The attendants had finished serving and just about everyone had fallen asleep. I leaned forward to look over at Jo Anne. She had her eyes closed but there was something different about the look on her face. Upon closer examination, I noticed that they both had blankets over their laps and there was a small movement in the blanket covering Jo Ann's lap. As I began to focus on the movement, I was quite sure that I could see her friend's hand rubbing her pussy. I was entirely sure when Jo Anne arched her back, clenched her jaw and began to thrust her pelvis forward. She was coming hard. This continued for about another thirty seconds. There was no doubt that she was having multiple orgasms. As she started to come down from her high, she opened her eyes and could easily see me since I had to lean forward to see around the fat lady. Jo Anne smiled at me and I slowly nodded my head in approval of what she was doing. Both she and her friend repositioned themselves and I could see the action shift to his crotch. Jo Anne was stroking his cock under the blanket. There was not too much left to the imagination because it was easy to see that his cock was enormous as the blanket tented up and her strokes up and down on his tool were moving the blanket. I would estimate that his cock was at least 8-9 inches based on the bulge under the blanket. Jo Anne continued to jack him off for about ten minutes. He just sat there with his eyes closed and his head leaned back. Jo Anne alternated from watching the movement from under the blanket to making eye contact with me and smiling. I also watched intently knowing that Jo Anne was enjoying herself. Jo Anne scanned the people in the plane sitting around her and after noting that they were all asleep, looked at me, licked her lips and without missing a beat, lowered her head under the blanket and proceeded to suck her friend. His eyes popped opened and his hand went to the back of her head. He stared making that little groaning sound that I always make when she blows me. I knew he didn't have long to last because Jo Anne sucks cock better than anyone I have ever met. Within two minutes, he was pushing down on her head and he was pushing up with his hips. Since her movements stopped, it was clear that he was shooting his load down her throat. I'm sure that it was deposited deep down her throat because it was evident that she had taken his entire cock down to the root. Slowly Jo Anne retracted her head from his pole and emerged from the blanket. He looked as if he had passed out. Jo Anne looked at him and satisfied that he was taken care of, looked at me smiled and nodded her head. I smiled, leaned back in my seat and slept for the rest of the flight.
The next thing I knew, I awoke to the announcement that we were landing. To my amazement my stupid blonde reached her hand over to my thigh and slid it up to brush my cock. She handed me a piece of paper with her phone numbers both in LA and Atlanta and proceeded to tell me how she had enjoyed our deeply intelligent conversation. She was looking much smarter and perky again as she leaned forward and grazed her lips against mine and snaked her tongue into my mouth. This intelligent beautiful creature then rose to exit the plane. Her last words she spoke before she started shaking that fabulous ass on her way out was that she would really like to see if I was as good in bed as I was at conversation. I replied that I was sure she would find out.
It was evident that the fat lady was going to be the last person off of the plane so I exited on the opposite side from Jo Anne. When I got to the end of the jet way, Jo Anne and her friend Berg, as he was about to be introduced, were waiting for me. Berg was about 6?2? and clasped my hand with a firm shake. Told me he was pleased to meet me and commented on what a fine lady I had. I of course agreed and said we should get together sometime for a drink. Berg said that would not be a problem since he frequently stopped in the bar there for a drink. Jo Anne and I found a taxi and headed for the hotel. On the way over Jo Anne told me how much she enjoyed her fling with Berg. She said that his cock was so big that she started to come as soon as she lowered her mouth onto it. After she sucked him off, they sat for the rest of the flight with his fingers inside of her cunt and her hand wrapped around his cock. She said she probably came at least thirty times during the flight. Jo Anne then asked how things with my blonde worked out. I told her that I got her number. Jo Anne said good and that maybe she would be able to suck some of my come from her pussy. I said maybe and we continued on to the hotel.
We checked in and immediately went to bed. As tired as we were, my cock was hard from thinking about what had happened and I mounted Jo Anne soon after we hit the sheets. As I was fucking her, I was thinking about her and Berg. I was certain that she was also. We kissed and I'm sure that I could taste the remnants of Berg's come in her mouth. After I emptied my load inside her cunt, we fell asleep in each other's arms.
We didn't wake up until around noon the next day. We had a leisurely breakfast and then went down to the pool. Jo Anne looked great in a tiny knit bikini that left very little to the imagination. I'm sure that every guy there wanted to line up to fuck her including me. I don't think her suit was designed to swim in, but I finally convinced her to join me in the hot tub. As we sat in the warm water, I worked my fingers inside of her and gently rubbed her clit. As I did this I was thinking about Berg's fingers rubbing her in the exact same spot as I was now. Jo Anne laid her head on my shoulder and did what she likes best. As she went into that state that knows no time or circumstance, I'm sure that she was completely ******* that fibers on her bikini had opened up to be completely see through. This fact was not lost on the three other guys who had followed us into the hot tub.
After a nice steak dinner at the hotel restaurant, we returned to our room to prepare for a night out. As I was changing my pants Jo Anne came up behind me and started rubbing my cock. It didn't take long for me to push her back onto the bed. Jo Anne told me she was so fucking horny that I needed to fuck her hard and now. Not wanting to disappoint her I pushed my cock into her and banged her hard and long. We fucked for about thirty minutes and I finally rewarded her with a hugh load. She sucked the juices off of my cock and said let's get dressed and do this town up right. Jo Anne put on a new dress I had not seen before. It was very low cut in the front, a bare back and only came down about three inches below her cunt. It was silver, slinky, and had some sort of shiny sequins attached. She looked so sexy in this dress. Her legs are nice enough that she does not need nylons, so she simply pulled a pair of black skimpy panties on underneath. Of course she wore no bra. I took one look at the total package and started to get hard again. She smiled and told me I would have to remain horny and would get some more later.
Since we didn't really know the town, we decided that we would start with a drink at the hotel bar. After our second vodka rocks I noticed Jo Anne looking past me and felt a presence. The feeling was broken by and greeting from behind and a big smile on Jo Anne's face. Berg asked if he could join us and we both acknowledged yes together. The three of us enjoyed two more rounds before I asked where we could go to have a great time in this city. Berg suggested several average places that I had heard of or were national chains. Neither I nor Jo Anne were very enthused, when Jo Anne asked him about the place he had told her about on the plane. He replied that it was by far the hottest spot in the entire town but warned us that it could get pretty wild. We both smiled and said we would like to give it a shot. Since it would be crowded we rode over together in Berg's new Lexis. Berg explained that it would be very difficult to get and keep a table here. If we were lucky enough to get a table, someone would need to stay there at all times or we would loose it. So the deal was, we could not all get up to dance at the same time. We agreed and headed in the door. What Berg did not tell us was that everyone in the place would be black except for us. This was not a problem for us except that all eyes were on us from the second we came in the door.
We were lucky and got the last empty table in the place. As soon as we sat down, the place filled to maximum capacity. The music was a mixture of jazz and rock that that really sounded good. We sipped on our drinks and enjoyed the music. Finally Berg asked Jo Anne if she wanted to dance. Not to my surprise and of course to be expected, she agreed. We were seated far from the dance floor and they made there way through he crowd with Berg holding her hand to guide her past the sea of bodies. They were gone for three songs and it was difficult for me to hold their seats, but I managed. At last they returned and Jo Anne sat next to me and started rubbing my thigh and crotch. She leaned over and told me that everyone dancing was so hot. She watched people on the dance floor openly rubbing their hands on each other's bodies. Some of the guys would raise the girls skirts and grab their asses right in front of everyone. I asked her if Berg grabbed her ass and she just smiled and shook her head yes. While Berg was in the bathroom another very handsome black man approached and asked Jo Anne if she would dance with him. Without hesitation, she stood up and returned to the dance floor. Berg returned and we made small talk for a while. Jo Anne was gone for a much longer time. When she returned this time, when she sat down she took my hand and guided it to her pussy. I was somewhat surprised to find that her panties were no longer there but I was even more surprised when she pushed two of my fingers inside her pussy I found it to be warm and gooey. She helped my hand scoop some of the cream from her cunt and directed it to my mouth so I could taste what she had earlier enjoyed. So, that was what she had been doing while I thought she was dancing. I eagerly swallowed what she had offered and went back for seconds. I could see by the glazed look in her eyes that this was as much a turn on for her as it was for me.
Berg smiled at the two of us and commented that he was glad we were getting into the spirit of their club. Now there were about six towering black men standing around us each ready to ask Jo Anne for a dance. As the first one asked, Jo Anne simply stood up and walked off with him. Berg rose up and followed. Now the empty seats were quickly filed by attractive looking men that seemed to be going through an interview hoping that I would allow them to be the next to dance with Jo Anne. What they didn't know was that she would do whatever she liked with my full approval always. Jo Anne soon returned and one of the men stood up to allow her to again sit next to me. This time she leaned over to kiss me and transferred another load of jizm from her mouth to mine. I instinctively reached to her cunt again and scooped out enough come to fill my entire palm. Instead of eating it this time I reached over and rubbed it onto her right tit. She moaned again and let her tit remain pulled out from the front of her dress. As another of her pool of studs asked her to dance she stood up and left again. We repeated this three more times with her leaving with one or two men and returning with her mouth and pussy full of come.
Finally Berg came back and suggested that we didn't need our table any more and suggested I follow him to the dance floor to observe the action. I didn't need to asked twice. When we finally arrived at the dance floor, I was surprised to see that there was actually two different types of dances going on. There were in fact people dancing but the real action was going on up at the very front. There was a carpeted rail about three feet high and eighteen inches wide. Along the rail there were several women leaning over it with their dresses pulled up to their waist and their pussys pointing up. Behind each woman was a man with his pants dropped to his ankles plowing his cock into her pussy. On the other side of the rail, there were men receiving blowjobs from the women being fucked. It took me a few moments to find Jo Anne because there was a large crowd around her. After all, she was the only white woman in the place and everyone wanted a shot at some white pussy. Berg explained to me that there was a box full of panties in front of the band. If a woman wanted to get fucked, she took her panties off and put them in the box. If a woman only wanted to dance she would leave her panties on. Berg then suggested that I should knock off a piece black pussy myself. I looked up and spied the sexiest black girl I had ever seen. She had a tight little ass, small hard tits just like I like, and a cunt that was milking a ten-inch cock with perfect rhythm. As I moved to take my place in line the others moved aside almost as a thank you for bringing Jo Anne. As luck would have it, the black girl was on the rail right next to Jo Anne. I moved up and inserted my cock into her honey pot. As I was pumping away, I reached over to Jo Anne. I placed my hand on her cheek I felt the cock in her mouth slide in and out. She knew it was my hand because she looked up and let the cock pop out of her mouth. She lifted her head and reached out to kiss me. It was really hot to kiss her while we were both fucking someone else. I soon shot my gunk into the beautiful black girl and was replaced by another waiting to fuck her. I moved to the side and watched at least twenty different men fuck Jo Anne. I'm sure the only reason they didn't wear her cunt out was because of all of the come inside her for lubrication. Finally I got hard again and took my turn fucking her. When I finished, she stood up and said she was done for the night.
Berg was waiting and rushed us out to his car and returned us to the hotel. When we got to our room we laid on the bed. And just held each other. Jo Anne finally told me that that was the hottest thing she had ever done in her life. I agreed and we went to sleep.
Needless to say, we returned to the club each night of our vacation.
