My hormones were raging and I needed to get some release and the object of my intentions became Peggy. First, a word or two about her, she stands abou... 5'6", very petite with the greatest little 34b tits I'd ever laid eyes on. I have always liked the small tittied women, my ex was a 44dd and it was a real waste. Others may dream of the big ones and call me a fool, but Peggy's tits were perfect and I always sneaked glances at them whenever she visited. She came down in the summer and went. .or is that a "tail of cocks at a party!"“You'll be find darling. Just breathe, relax and enjoy it. Cocktail parties belong to us...to women. Me control the mood, the events. The men are just pawns in the game. Sure they think it's all about them, but it's not. It's about us. You'll see. As a woman you control and manipulate the men. They follow your every mood and direction.”Michelle was giving me reassuring directions. Me? I was nervous as hell. I didn't enjoy cocktail parties to start with.. She was completely shaved and her skin was as smooth as it was soft. He caressed her sculpted buns and shapely thighs as his eyes feasted on her. Her skin was tanned and flawless, with not even a hint of a bikini line to interrupt the smooth consistency of her coloring. There was not an ounce excess fat on her at all. She had the body of an athlete, yet was soft and curvaceous. He’d never seen anyone as beautiful. Alex ran the flat of his tongue over her juicy pussy and covered it with his. She was not able to raise it anymore than that, so I helped her feel more at ease by not raising the skirt, but slipping my hand under it instead. She just loved this graceful move of mine. I purposely made her realise that she also had a role to play and not totally depend on me. We were both aware that this was not the right time for the final act, since Supriya was still to come. We knew that we had to wait until we were through with the dinner and until Supriya fell asleep. So we did. .