Ian rolls over to face me, a look of desire written all over his face. “Okay, you got me,” he grins. “I’m turned on now.” “Yeah?” I ask....“What you gonna do?” In response to my question, Ian moves down the bed and spreads my legs. He runs a finger through my wet pussy lips and teases my entrance without actually entering me. I moan and squirm beneath him. After a while, he parts my lips further. Finding my clit, he leans forward and presses his tongue into the little grove. I moan loudly as he. I knelt before Billy, just like he wanted me to, while he nervously fumbled with the zipper on his jeans, and he started unzipping the front of his jeans impatiently as I watched him pull out his semi hard uncut cock. Peter gave his half flaccid cock a few light strokes before aiming it to my mouth as he ordered saying, "Come on Slim boy, ain't nobody lookin. Go on and suck it... You know you wanna..." After pausing for only a brief moment I finally gave in, as I parted my lips and I watched. "That would be perfect at the office. Professional yet sexy."She picked out three and I paid for them. We were walking out of Macy's when my phone rang. It was Lena and they were through. I told her where we would meet them and we made our way there.We met them at the food court. I couldn't pass up getting a banana split. Sam had a strange look on his face. Susan was telling Lena and Audrey what she got and they were whispering to her.I made my way over to Sam. "Okay... what gives?" I was sworn. "I didn't know a woman could move their hips like that," groaned Fatima. "Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck, Aaliyah! Keep stroking my clit!"The Si'lat moved their hands down to their groins, rubbing themselves through their silk pantaloons as their hips rolled, thrusting forward. Their sighs grew louder, the music growing softer, letting the cumming dancers make their own accompaniment. Twelve, unearthly beautiful women orgasmed, their breasts bouncing and jiggling as their bodies shuddered."Such beautiful.