The best part was to rub my clit against his pelvic bone, while his penis was inside me. I always got sparks of pleasure from such moves. But this ti...e, rubbing my clit gave me mind-blowing sensations, and I kept jumping wildly, enjoying it like never before. These were new sensations, sharper and more immediate than the deeply buried joys of the clit I was used to.Despite the tremendous pleasure, I was never able to come when I was riding on top. Michael could not come either since I wanted. I rolled off the bed and stood up. Looking down I felt kind of silly. At the same time, they felt good on me. They were softer and slicker than my white briefs. They had lace around the edges and were a pale yellow. Because they were made for girls, there wasn't really room in them for my cock and balls. They were tight and my balls kind of stuck out at the sides. They felt good, though. In fact they felt so good that I got an instant hard on. The very tip of my cock stuck out at the top.Steph. I reminded him of the two primary rules governing our participation in any party. He understood, and agreed, that no one would be allowed to harm Janie, and she could stop anytime she, or we, decided to stop.When the appointed Friday rolled around, Leslie and I took Janie to the party. As she entered the party room at about 8:00 PM, sixty-five to seventy people, forty of them men, gave Janie an ovation.She spent a brief time chatting with, and being groped by, the guests, before Sean escorted. “Oh your top looks magnificent.” “Thank you. I could make the same for you.” “You better because my last toga didn’t have the criss cross pattern like what you have going on.” Amanda said slyly. “Yeah well I’m not finished for this two piece.” Amanda just smiled at the comment. Steph looked Amanda up and down. Trying to figure out what color best suits Amanda. She had to admit that Amanda didn’t have the same size top as she did but she still had looks. If she had to guess Amanda’s breast.