He smiled again as he slid his hand under my skirt. Soon he found my wet thong and put it aside with just one of his thick fingers.“You want for sure to go back in the cubicle, Ma’am…” He said, leaving me.I looked down again at his semi hard black dick and I had to admit I was real horny as fuck. I slowly nodded in silence and then he smiled as he walked back towards the booth I had vacated. I followed him, feeling my cunt starting to get damp….Walking in behind him, he locked the door, as he faced me he grabbed my hips and dragged my body close to him. Our tongues started probing each other’s mouths as I ran my hands up and down his back…He was soon fondling my bum under my skirt and I was feeling his dick growing against my crotch.After two minutes kissing and fondling, I was getting desperate. I pulled him apart and I whispered looking at him: “Have you got a condom?” He nodded and reached into his pocket and showed me. He smiled again as he unbuckled his belt and pushed his jeans. The rain was still coming down hard. Jenny came to the edge of the porch and waved again, saying, “Come on,” I think, but I just smiled at her, held up my empty glass and pointed at her dad. She shook her head, saluted me with the beer she was drinking and slipped back into the crowd. By now someone had turned the music up pretty loud, some kids were dancing and Tina, I noticed, was chatting earnestly with a couple of my buddies in one corner of the porch. It was as if everyone had forgotten about Dan and me.Dan and I talked for a few minutes about how hard the rain was falling and other inconsequential subjects, and after ten minutes or so I got up, needing to pee.There was a small bathroom with just a toilet and a sink in the back of the cabana. I had gone in, nudged the door closed with my foot and undone the button on my shorts when the door opened again and Dan squeezed in. I was already standing there with my dick in my hand but he didn’t seem to notice; he undid his own shorts,.
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