That's what they were hiding from me. Laughing, he reaches to slot it back into the pocket. Turning the leaflet, he notices as something slides out fr...m inside and floats to the floor. Looking down, he sees a plain white card. Not wanting the boys to know he had been riffling through their jackets, he scoops up the card. Pushing it back inside the leaflet, a picture, on the back of the card, catches his eye.What the fuck is that? He explodes. Within a fraction of a second his blood had gone. Finally, as she was watching the show around, a guy in his 30s showed up offering a glass of wine. She accepted it more than happily.They talked about the party, he asked her name, but she didn’t ask him. Amy exposed as much cleavage as she could to the stranger whenever he talked. His eyes could never have enough of her. He was moving closer to her every second, and they were pressing against each other’s bodies.And then there was a power shutdown. Completely dark, the backup generator wasn’t. “No, that’s fine. I can get it myself” snapped back Vanessa again.The way Vanessa was behaving was so out of character that Tracey knew without any doubt that she was troubled by more than just her speech and her missing phone charger. He quietly watched her agitated movements but left off any more questioning. She did have a lot to think about right now and Tracey could leave any questions until the morning. Very peacefully he helped her gather her stuff together then stacked and rinsed all. We kissed and rolled around on the bed for a minute, pulling the last of our clothes off until we were completely naked. She rolled on top and I felt the wet patch between her legs against my thigh, her oozing vagina sliding across my skin. It made me drive my hips into her, feeling the pressure of her thigh pushing back into me. We rolled and humped against each other for a minute. I pulled at her hair, exposing her neck to me, which I ravaged wetly as she began to moan softly."I want to taste.