I could almost see your mouth watering over that big bulge in his shorts.You must know by now that both of us saw your wet panties under your dress. I...could even see a little of your neatly trimmed hair showing through. I still don’t understand why I feel this way, but I asked you to join us in the first place because of the way he was looking at you when he arrived, and then me seeing his big cock bulge through the table. I’m not sure what’s coming over me. I was really turned on watching him. "I said, so if you feel like an idiotwhen you're talking to a boy - which I'm not sure I believe by the way,but okay - what's your objection to feeling like an idiot dancing with aboy?"I frowned, but couldn't think of an immediate comeback. Kevin pressedhis point. "I mean, if we're both looking like idiots while we'redancing, and we're in the middle of a bunch of other people who alsolook like idiots - you know, leaving aside certain bastard ex-friendsand all - then aren't we better off?. She waved its shining blade back and forth in front of the audience, then licked the sharp tip and smiled wickedly."Off the gook!" yelled someone in the audience.Brenda frowned but went on with the act. She placed the tip of the blade against Lulu's throat, then drew it gently down her chest, circling first one breast, then the other and punctuating each motion by pressing the point into each nipple.Lulu's eyes were closed now. If she was afraid, she didn't show it. If she was supposed to. "God, yes," she breathed breathlessly as she pushed her groin towards me. "But you had better stop playing with me before I get carried away or fired." Meanwhile, my fingers had slipped beneath her panties and found their way into her hair lined slit. She was moist on the way to downright wet. I withdrew my fingers and put them into my mouth savoring the taste. "For someone that I've just met, you taste awfully nice Barb," I uttered as she squirmed in front of me and blushed a bright red. "Give.