Our table went together and won a chocolate caramel cake with a bid of $100. It was nice to donate some money and indulge in something sweet and delic...ous at the same time. The wine was flowing and everyone was giggling and enjoying our treat, but I had to settle for washing it down with ice water. It was still lots of fun. There was even a mini food fight at our table, as Suzy and Laurie smeared frosting on each other’s face. Suzy seemed to get the better of my dark-haired friend, dabbing some. She would never get them back. I almost swore she had an orgasm from the attention. As she was surfed around her socks were yanked off. All the hands engulfed her and I could see people shouting and cheering and yelling to strip her. A group of people held her still for a moment. Suspended in the air by her waist (securing her by her belt above her ass and hoisting her face up into the air). A bunch of hands, probably 20 or more clawed at her jeans. The tears in them gave way easily. It was. The attention my upscale appearance garnered ensured I wasn’t a past tense woman. I wanted men to notice my eyes, hair, neck nape, legs, clothes, and breasts, walking by, entering a building, getting in or out of a car, I wanted visual attention, the opposite of when I was young. I smiled thinking about my Pee Che folder hiding once upon a time. Now I was the crudely referred to, attention whore. It was fun to flirt as a 40-year old woman but only if men flirted back. I made sure they did.With. "It tastes good, doesn't it Justine?" Sherry asked me, and all I could do was nod in agreement. I squeezed his cock one last time to get the last drops of cum out and licked them off, as he shivered and squirmed. Then I turned to the other guy who had pulled down his pants and was slowly stroking his cock. I licked the thick salty liquid off of my lips and tried to swallow it, only succeeding in making myself choke again. Sherry and Kristi both chuckled and Kristi said, "The trick it to deep.