At least then it was someone doing it to me, not me doing it to myself. But like a good girl, (I wasn't feeling very 'good') my hand slid under my shi...ttail and began playing with my slit. We were in a small circle surrounded by the others, so it was easy for everyone to see whatever they wanted to see. Most people were looking at the three girls who had worn dresses, as their pussies were exposed with everyone watching them playing with themselves. I felt lucky as my blouse still covered most. Some drops dropped to the floor and with a horny smile she licked all away from the toilet floor, she simply cleaned the toilet floor with her tongue. After she asked me to kiss and lick her feet, sucking on her toes, excellent taste the smell of her feet and her pumps inside. Later she ordered me to move her legs up with my tounge and to lick her wet pussy. I also put my finger in her asshole, we licked the finger together wet and then in and out. Suddenly, she stopped (interrupted) our. She seemed anxious to get on the dance floor. I asked Michael to order us a couple of MGDs and let Tamara drag me to the dance floor.Tamara looked so fine and every guy in the place gave her at least a glance. I was enjoying watching her gyrate; she danced so well. We stayed out on the floor for the next dance as Michelle and Michael joined us. He seemed to be enjoying dancing with Michelle. They made a cute couple. I wasn't trying to play matchmaker but after the tension earlier with McKenzie,. I certainly did. I had specifically chosen my deep blue satin dress for its figure hugging design, clinging to every part of my like a second skin, a perfect fit even over my prominent bottom. My bare tanned legs tapered from my fairly short hem to a pair of gold strappy Jimmy Choo’s with four inch heels, ironically another gift from ‘uncle’. Underneath I had carefully chosen midnight blue lace and satin bra and panties, not a thong but a high-leg, a bit of a compromise between a touch of VPL.