I could see that Jean was relaxed and enjoyed his company more than the others.After she had danced with several other guys, including a couple slow d...nces with Winston he sat back down with us so she had a guy on each side of her. Kind of a living blast shield I guess.As we were talking she was between us and I could see his hand resting on her leg then slowly, ever slowly inching its way up her thigh. I didn’t say anything but could observe she not only didn’t brush his had away but her. The leotard had dried and stuck to itself, but I peeled it apart.Covering myself in talc I was able to slide into it once again. Thehardest part was probably getting my now erect penis into place. Itdidn't want to fit in its special pouch, and it wouldn't go down, soeventually I had to resort to my preferred method of getting it soft.When I was done masturbating, I was eventually able to get it properlypositioned, and the slippery semen on it helped lubricate it on its wayin.Sorting through the. .. it was you that I wanted to talk to really."Sarah stepped outside and allowed the door to swing too behind her."Of course ... what can I do for you ... Sonia?"The girl's brown eyes filled with tears suddenly and her ordinary face became blotchy."Why do you have to be so nice ... so pretty and so clever – how can I ever compete with that!" she sniffled."I'm sorry?" Sarah asked taken aback by the accusation framed as a complement."All Phil ever talks about ... is you!"The tears trickled down. Very casual mentioning of this at first, but gradually it progressed.One day I was viewing some pornography; she asked what I was looking at. I told her it was a pretty disgusting picture that I'm sure she wouldn't want to see (a photo of a blonde with cum all over her face). She said it wouldn't shock her... so I thought about it and said fine... she looked at and smiled... and walked away. After that day our conversations always ended up with some sort of sexual content.We began telling each.