Jay and Jenna at the restaurant.
Her ass was pointed right at us and we could see her moisten up as she worked on his huge cock.
When it was at full staff, the music started again and the girl danced over to our table. She began pulling Susan to her feet. Susan resisted but the effects of the drinks and the urging of the audience soon got the better of her.
I heard the dance whisper to Susan, "You know what to do, don't you?" Susan didn't seem to hear her.
She was lifted onto the stage and dancing demurely with the black giant. His hands slid over her tiny form and it was only when he slipped a huge hand over her ass that she objected. She slapped at his huge hand and stepped back.
The giant smiled a knowing smile and said to the audience, "I forgot what she really wants." They all leered as he scooped up a pinch of white powder from his shirt pocket and puffed it toward her face.
"Bolivian marching powder," yelled one of the men in the audience. "Give me some, too!"
Susan instinctively inhaled and her attitude changed dramatically.
Now she was dancing with him, not merely jostling to the music. When his hand covered her ass again, she seemed not to notice. His fingers found the button and zipper that held her skirt in place and quickly loosened them. The skirt fell to the floor, leaving her onstage in just a very tiny pair of bikini panties and a blouse.
She tried to catch her skirt before it fell but the drug slowed her responses. She watched it fall almost absent-mindedly.
The men in the audience cheered their approval of her almost fully exposed ass. She stopped, looking at me for support. He came up behind her and ripped open the blouse, yanking it off her shoulders. Her pale, delicate bra couldn't hide the fact that her nipples were rock hard.
His original partner, still totally naked, sat next to me and began to massage my cock through my pants. I was definitely at full mast, too. I wanted to rush the stage and stop this invasion of our life, but I couldn't or wouldn't do it.
On stage, he picked her up like a rag doll, lifting her up over his shoulders. "Put your feet out" he commanded. She did as she was told and he moved his shoulders forward.
Her legs were hanging over his shoulders and her barely pantied pussy was right in front of his face.
Turning sideways to the audience, he exaggerated opening his mouth and sticking out his tongue, playing to the audience. Slowly he began licking her crotch through her panties. At first, it looked like she was trying to squirm away. It became evident all to soon that she was trying to help him move the crotch of her panties aside, though. I was close enough to tell that they were soaked, anyway.
He used his teeth to bite into the thin strap that was keeping his tongue out of Susan's wide open cunt. When he slipped his tongue into her, she seemed to curl herself around his face and screamed as she came in front of me and a room full of strange men.
He lowered her to the floor, snapped the side straps of her panties with his thumbs and slid them off, pulling them up and over her clit. She was breathing very hard, as sexually excited as anyone I've ever seen. She no longer realized she was in a room full of men and her husband. She was concentrating only on his mammoth cock and her need to get fucked as soon as possible.
He reached down again, this time ripping open the front clasp on her bra and using his huge hands to competely cover her exposed tits as he knelt between her legs. I watched in shock as she rolled her hips forward and lifted her legs in the classic fuck me now pose.
He moved her around so that her legs and ass were pointing toward the audience. I could see her pussy, wide open and dripping wet, her juices already running down her ass. Her cunt lips were moving on their own, quivering in anticipation of what was to come. Little moans and gasps were coming from her mouth as he teased her pussy lips with his fingers.
He dipped forward, positioning his cock at her entrance, For the first time, I could see how