It had risen to almost its full height and pushed and strained against the tightly restricting material. Jane recoiled in abject repulsion, her breath...catching in her throat. Had she seen correctly? Dear God, he was running his hand down the smooth creamy flesh of the girl's slowly undulating buttocks and everyone could see his erect cock, its blood-swollen head pushing out rigidly against his pants."These boys can have whatever I got," she heard the girl tease hoarsely. "Providing I like what. "You forgot these, Kathy," she said and proudly held up a bottle of champagne and two glasses.I laughed. "Oh, and I thought you were just being shy."She turned away from me, popping open the champagne and I realized my best friend was blushing.After we finished the bottle I was getting weepy. My marriage was in a rough spot, I was tired and drunk, and I just needed a shoulder to cry on. I spilled out all my feelings, cried a bit, and leaned against her. She was holding me and telling me things. .. Please!" Carolyn gasped.Jason held the chain before her tortured eyes, held it out for her to plead for, to beg for... then dropped it to the floor with a loud rattle Let the little bitch suffer like those wrinkled old bags had made him suffer. Beg, bitch, beg. He walked to the side of the table and smiled down into Carolyn's face. He loved to watch the expressions of pain and degradation flow across her lovely features. "Please... Mr... Ben... son... PLEASE."Jason smiled softly, his eyes. After some time I noticed my uncle was standing right next to me and had observed the whole thing. And smiling. I blushed and turned away from her only to end up rubbing my hard on his hand and he was quiet and infact he was also pushing towards me he smiled and said turn around towards your aunty the bus is too crowded. I turned and he was also trying his best to press behind me I sensed he was also having a slight hard on. I was scared and enjoying. Once we got down we got in an auto to reach.