The finger started to push deeper into her, past her pussy lips. She was tight and becoming very wet. He forced his finger into her more aggressively.... "Fuck, Sarah, your pussy is so tight!" Oh, no, oh," Sarah whimpered, shaking her head limply. "Please Zack, we can’t do this. Please, I'll do anything, just don't fuck me," The words came out in a breathless jumble as the alcohol in her system seemed to rob her of all control of her increasingly aroused body.Finally, Zack couldn’t wait any. I can see it Dawn and it sends about a pint of blood hurtling to my loins. Its pink and the lips are swollen showing your heightened state of arousal. Small beads are glistening on the lips and I long to taste you again. But no.....I want to finish this. We can wait. I move to sit on your legs, and continue to move my hands over your skin. Your soft warm skin that moves under my touch, sometimes flinching, sometimes stiffening as the touch of this man you have met only once before continues to. The tiny bathing suits clung to their bodies like a second skin. Each woman was a world class beauty that could easily be a Playboy centerfold. Hell, they could have been playmate of the year. They were so sexy that even Babbs would have liked to date them. They radiated sex. Some of the women had "custume malfuntions" as they posed for the gathered men. The surprise and shyness made it all the more entertaining. In their attempt to correct these errors, the women always seemed to make it. I was momentarily lost - staring at her, disbelieving that this could really be happening. My cock was now throbbing within the confines of my trousers, straining to be let out. I didn't have the willpower to withstand any more teasing. I also thought it was about time to assert my authority again, real or imagined. I reckoned I could see a way to accomplish both goals.By the time I had come to this conclusion Sally had unclasped her bra and was now using it to massage her breasts for me,.