I thought about engaging him in some adult banter, but thought better of it as the others flashed back into the ballroom by way of the Centaurian door... After all, coming on to a gay man and being rejected wasn’t my idea of intimacy. I continued to the fountain, sat on the side, dipped my hand into the deliciously warm water, and retreated again to my fantasies…. (Shit.) I made my way inside so that I could clean the wine off my slacks and shoes, and the embarrassment off my face. Safely inside. You finally stop and tell me “if you want to see more then you’re going to have to show a little.” Not wanting to let myself down or you for the matter I take off my shirt. In return your shoes are kicked off and questions start popping up like “what’s next”, “when do the guys get back” and “are you ready for this”. The only think that I could say is yep, yep and yep. We kiss a little rub each others’ body very much like making out like high school k**s. One thing start to lead to another. Finally it happened , steven put his big fat cock in Olivia’s pussy holding her boobs in hands. She was struck by pain as her pussy lips were spread completely.Aaavvhh…..father….Now steven slowly started to jerk in her pussy. He was holding her in hands and both were in missionary position with Steven’s rod in her pussy. His ball was struck on her pussy with each stroke.Sound like Thappp….thappp…..thapp. With each stroke.His hands were all over her body and now she was moaning so heavily. Both. Incidentally, he also wore the same aftershave my boyfriend used.All that, combined with the touching around my sensitive neck and prickling scalp and the noises of scissors in close proximity to my ears and the general heat of the day, now made worse by the plastic cape that wasn’t exactly breathable, had me fighting not to squirm in my seat too much. I was getting… tingly. Down there.As inconspicuously and casually as possible, I transferred one hand to a spot on my inner thigh, underneath my.