“No … please!” I cried out in a voice so strained I hardly recognized as my own as I felt his hot tongue lapping fast at my hard nipple as my ot...er breast was squeezed and rubbed hard repeatedly. My hands were in his hair as he continued to suck harder on my hard and swollen nipple. The harder he sucked, the louder I moaned and felt my pussy pulsate and clenched down there. I was losing control to the pleasure and started to grind my pussy harder and faster against his thigh for temporary. He slipped his hand up onto my breast while we danced. When I didn't slap him for that, the hand went under my skirt. And he was not as careful as Stan. I was afraid that someone would see. He danced me off into the darkest corner of the room, out the door into the hall, and into another empty office. Tom and Stan were both watching as we slipped into that dark office and closed the door.Once inside, Ken became very aggressive and insistent. I had had enough to drink that my struggles were. " She rubbed her slit. "And we'll do it again. But I wanna dance for a bit. C'mon! Please?"He sighed. After all the orgasms she'd ridden him to in the last hour, he could give her this. He tucked himself back into his pants, zipped up. Tina tried to get the crotch snapped on her daisy-dukes, but they were so tight it was tough. She turned away, bent over."And daddy? Would you mind snapping this up for me, pretty please?" She waved her ass in his face.The sight of her flushed, soaking pussy. I moved my hands to slide in underneath her arse, she wiggled in the chair shuffling for ward so my tongue could find her eager arsehole. I probed it furiously it opening and closing in time with my thrusts, she was moaning and grabbing my head forcing it down on her clit I sucked greedilly felling it get larger in my mouth I sucked and let go continuously my index finger now slipping into her arsehole , she was moving her hips like a hula dancer and still her feet wanked me slowly, I leant.