I quickly opened them again, and took another sip of my drink to continue our “chatting” charade, as my pussy juices leaked down the side of my le... and Ben slowed his rubbing, before removing his hand from my drenched cunt.As I took the final sip of wine left in my glass, Ben suggested we freshen both our drinks at the wet bar sitting off to the side of the room. I agreed, and we walked around the edge of the party crowd – me, on wobbly legs – and stepped behind the wet bar where the wine and. Your breathing grew faster yet shallower, as did mine from knowing how my tease was exciting you. Keeping eye contact I laid back on the bed and caressed my body as you watched; taking in every stroke, every squeeze. My hands brushed through my hair, then down my neck towards my breasts, as you watched and probably ached to have your hands on mine. I caressed each orb, and pinched its nipple, then flicked them with my fingertips. I felt the heat spreading from my belly down to my crotch, as. This had never happened before. Completely aroused now, Andrea scrunched down a little, reaching between her legs and grasped his stiff manhood in her loving, caressing hands. Hmmm, he felt nice and hard, nice and big... it was like a dream. She began to rub the throbbing head of his shaft against her hot moist slit. It was the most wonderful feeling she'd ever felt in her life. To lay there lazily stroking her husband's cock along her pussy- slit, it was so... so delicious... Andrea was just. I stopped trying to hide my erection. The other people at the party had to tell me later what happened. I honestly did not remember. A girl came over to me and reached her hand inside my tighty whiteys. She asked if I needed some help with that. I am reported to have said, “Yes, ma’am,” and tore my underwear off. She gave me my first blow job, and I didn’t remember it. How terrible is that? Afterwards I was told that I ran around the party yelling “I’m naked, I’m naked, I’m naked,” before I.