Kelly looked deeply,searchingly, into my eyes."Come on." I smiled and fluttered my long sexy eyelashes at her, "Wehave a job to get you."As we entered...the Penthouse dance hall, I felt as though every eye inthe room was on me. I was sure that everyone could tell that I was aman. There were costumes of all sorts, from a ghost in a hastily puttogether sheet with eyes drawn on it, to a full size 'Big Bird' fromSesame Street. A fully dressed Gladiator crossed my path, looked me upand down and winked. I feel myself getting wetter and I grind against his hard cock. He reaches down between our bodies and rubs me through my jeans. I moan loudly and grind myself harder into both his cock and hand. He moves is mouth back up to my neck and then my ear as he says, huskily, “Baby, let’s go inside.” Reluctantly, as I don’t want to move, but knowing something better is about to happen, I slide off his lap. He grabs my hand and eagerly but gently pulls me inside. He sits on the edge of the bed with me. Maine use kaha ki bahut acha dance kiya tune. Usne apna shawl odhte hue kaha ki tum mera dance dekh rahe the ya kuch or. Maine kaha kya, to usne kaha wahi jiske maje le rahe the subha.Maine kaha kya, to dhire se mere kaan main kahti ki mere Chuche. Ye kahte hi vo dharma gayi. Hum bilkul kone main anf sabse pivhe baithe the. Kisi ka dhayan hamari taraf na tha. Maine use kaha Ritu tera suit bahut tight hai. Vo kahti ki janboojhkar aapke liye daala hai bhaiya, taki aap mere chucho ka nazara le. He knew what that meant. Peter picked himself up to face the army of women, and the increasing smell of sex."What's happened to you all?" Peter looked from lustful face to lustful face. Many of the women had given in and started making out with each other or exposing themselves and masturbating. Peter was disgusted. The disturbing feeling he'd had all along flared up even more. It wouldn't go away now. It was calling for something."They've joined me," said a voice from beyond the wall of women..