His head went down and he clamped my left nipple in his lips. He was rough and passionate, and I still just stood there, sort of slumped forward. I fe...t his hand go up my skirt. He yanked my panties down roughly enough, to make me move half a step forward to regain my balance. ‘Oh fucking hell,’ I whimpered, as his finger rubbed along my pussy. It sort of brought me to life, and I grabbed his head as his teeth pulled at my nipple. I turned my head to the left and to the right. I reached back. "Hold on," I said as we entered the room before going into the closet to grab her a T. "What are you doing?" I asked when I stepped back into the room, seeing her standing there nude from the waist up. She simply walked over and kissed me, and without any thought I, of course, acted as any man, and stuck my tongue into her lungs and felt those gorgeous tits. After a couple of minutes, we heard M yelling for us to bring the alcohol. This brought us back to reality as we realized what we had. I found myself pulling at him too. I had my arms around him and pulling his upper body against mine. I was in heat. I so wanted him and I wanted him badly. I was burning up all over. I needed him more then I realized I needed him. “There I was, lying on the ground, and here he was feeling me up, kind of. I wanted him to touch my tits for real. I started telling myself that I wished he touch them for real. So I did. I told him to feel them for real. I did. And so he did too. His hand went up. He sat back in his chair, thinking whether to go for it or not. After a few seconds of silent thought, he decided to go for it. Suddenly, an idea struck him. What if it was the kind of bra which had clasps in the front ? He decided to check it out.He slowly placed his fingers between her breasts and felt the strap holding the cups. His fingers felt the metallic clasp, as his heart leaped with joy. He couldn’t imagine his luck. He slowly placed his fingers under the clasp and with his thumb,.