. . . The sensation, and the knowledge, that I had a penis in my mouth – I’m sucking dick! Giving a blow job! – thrilled me in ways I had never ...nticipated. The moistness in my panties became a river of my own sweet nectar as I worked on his shaft. There came that slow tingling rise of what I had always thought of as ‘buzzing,’ since I always felt a long, static sensation whenever I came. And I wasn’t even touching myself! I felt every little pulse and jerk and throb of Miguel’s erection, loved. ”“Shall we all just hang out for a while?” Jeannette asked. “I don’t think I want to go to bed before the guys get back.”“Common room or my place?”“Yours! You have ALL the music!”The five of us went back to my room and the girls debated what to put on, eventually opting for Born to Run. Angie, Melody, and I were on the couch, while Jeannette and Marie sat in the chairs.“You don’t usually go to parties, Ang,” I said.“It’s our fault, Mike,” Marie said. “We dragged her with us because we didn’t. Papa aadhi neend mein the..papa ne bhi gudmorning kaha aur washroom mein chale gye….jab papa bahar aaye to papa mere room mein aakar bole ki bete chalne ki tayari karo….humein dehradoon ki liye 9 baje nikalna hai…scorpio 8 baje tak aajayegi….maine kaha thik hai papa….main fresh hokar….breakfast banane lagi aur papa bhi kitchen mein aakar newspaper padhne lage…mummy so rahi thi…maine papa se kaha papa main aapke liye breakfast bana doon??..unhone kaha nahi main sirf doodh piyunga..maine chonk. The DJ explained that they changed the time and now it was from 7 to 10! Depending on the number of girls was going to depend on the amount of time each of them had to perform! The rules were simple the girls could strip and dance around I'm pretty much do whatever they wanted to entertain everyone, no matter what they wanted to do and they could be as explicit as they want whatever they're comfortable with and at the end of the night according to the amount of Applause and such was going to.