We began to dance together with the music. I sneaked a glance in the direction where my boyfriend was seated. He was enjoying his drinks, chatting and...just looking around casually, watching me and the other people dance. After dancing a little while with this stranger, he started to get a bit more daring. He moved me away from my friends table, and he began to run his hands over my back and ass. I had a few glasses of vodka and redbull before I came on the dance floor, so was feeling a bit. "And don't let go of my cock."I don't. I treat her covered hard lump like I'd treat my own. I slidein, and my palm covers her base. I pull back, and my thumb is on her..."Uhhhh, that's sooo good."She has a cock. And her breasts are hanging down. And I'm sliding in andout of her tight ass. And I'm giving her a reacharound. I don't knowhow I got here."Oh, I'm your faggot. I'm your faggot. I'm-your-faggot-I'm-your...fuck meharder!"(Did I mention we love dirty talk? Because we do.)I do. I. He was in charge of the store; a very handsome guy, who I had thought he would be gay; but Ana had told me he was straight for sure.He stood in front of Anita’s stall and suddenly he slipped the curtain aside, entering there with no warning at all…The young guy had no seen me sitting there and I was curious about why he was so confident with my own wife. So, I stood up and approached the stall, sneaking through a crack in the curtain…I saw Phillip pushing my sensual wife against the wall, as he. The innocent girl fa?e melted away to leave only a slender, sultry vixen. Then she stepped forwards and seized one of my hands, leaving the other hand just barely enough to preserve what modesty I had left. And then she began to drag me down the hallway. "I've heard so much about you." She looked significantly at her companion. "Now we get to see if the stories were true."Our trio walked along, and behind my head I heard a door open, most likely Kaia coming out to watch. The embarrassment was.