People saw the big man hurtling toward them and dodged out of his way. He had twenty meters to go while Dagmar had half the distance, but she was not ... world-class track runner. ‘What the bloody hell is Odell doing?’ Hoffner asked Hex. ‘He’s waving his arm about something,’ Hex said. Both Hoffner and he looked to the side but Dagmar came at them from an angle behind and they still could not see her. Her long blonde hair flew over her shoulders parallel to the ground as she ran. When close. I ran to catch up with her. My shirt likewise hiked up,the pouch of my g-string bouncing up and down, my bareass exposed to anyone behind me. My penis stayed put,clamped to my stomach by the g-string’s elastic pouchhem.As I caught up to Keiko, she turned to face me. All of asudden she pulled up my shirt with one hand and pulledthe pouch down with the other. My nakedness was in plainview.Hand still grabbing my shirt, she pulled me up to her,our abdomens meeting and pressing together, my. Jerry picked up his cocktail glass laughing, "To good friends! Let's party!"The table was small so we were sitting very close anyway. Dot leaned toward Jerry and brought her arm around his neck to kiss him. I sucked on Shirley's neck and she grasped my hard-on through my trousers. Dot and Jerry were doing much the same. Shirley suggested, "We're having too much fun. We'll have much more fun if we go home and get comfortable. " Dot held her hands out to Shirley who took them in hers. They leaned. Two more records ran their course by that time we were laying on the floor amongst the cushions, exploring each other body with hands and lips, shirt and blouse were unbuttoned to reveal a hairless man chest and smooth satin textured breasts encased in pink cups of a brasiers, pants and slacks were unzipped, hairs were disarranged and makeup slightly smeared. With some difficulty I managed to disengage myself from your embrace and staggered to put two more records on the turntable, I remember.