.. to borrow a metaphor.kissing back down to your pant line I take my hands softly down your side and once again lightly pull down another couple inch...s... your sacred sex only barely hidden by the pants as I slowly start kissing the area once hidden by your pants... I kiss slowly and ravishingly from one hip to the other and then down a half inch and back over to the other side... covering you in sweet wet passionate kisses.. my mouth only stopping centimeters from your vagina... its delicious. We sat at a booth close to the stage but against a wall. Jimmy started ordering us drinks and I found myself becoming more and more appreciative of the dancers both their talents and their sexuality. I must have been rather into it, because I only scarcely noticed Nikki running her hand gently up and down my thigh, or working her fingers through my hair. It was like I was watching an intense movie scene unaware of what others around me were doing. Finally, she said are you enjoying yourself. I. I went into the bath room , my panty was soaked and I sniffed it but it was not urine. I was wondering what it is. Next day morning when they left for work, I asked him what was that happened to me in the night, why did I feel as if I pissed. He said that I squirted and it is not piss. I asked him to teach me everything as it is confusing her a lot. He undressed and became naked and asked me to undress, I said no.Then he said okay and started kissing me and fondling my breasts and pressing my. Helena sucked me clean; but my cock was still at full attention. She told me we would go back to the party; but later we could come back here for a good fuck. I nodded and stuffed my hard cock back into my black trousers. Upstairs I found my wife not with The Joker; but with a tall guy dressed as a Caribbean buccaneer. The guy had long curly hair and a black patch over one eye. They were in a hallway and the guy was fondling her nice boobs through her costume. She fell against the wall and.