”“Really?”“You really are clueless about girls, aren’t you?”“I told you,” he said. Then he held up his empty bottle. “You want anoth...r?”“One more, then I’m done. I don’t want a beer gut.”He nodded and returned a minute later with two fresh bottles. They quickly beaded with moisture. We opened them and drank in silence for a while.“Do you really think they were interested?” he said at last.“Yeah.”He laughed. “See what I mean? I had no idea.”I shook my head, more in disbelief than. I pulled Glenda's soaking panties down over her knees and ankles. In the mean time she pulled my thong to the side and inserted three fingers deep into to my wet cunt. I returned my attention to Glenda's tight wet cunt, inserting three fingers, and we both proceeded to finger fuck each other's cunts vigorously.We were both licking the lips of the other's cunt as we headed to our respective orgasms.Feeling Glenda was about to cum I removed my fingers from her gaping cunt and found her clit. I. It felt like it was open season on the white bitches. We must have danced with every guy in the place. You know me, I always show off the "girls". Well after a while the guys got so worked up they would grab them. Then one guy literally reached in my top to play with them. I gave a fake laugh and turned away and cover them up again. As the evening progressed they became bolder. My gf and I talked at one point and both realized if we didn't act a little restrained we would be in serious trouble.. Sue then walked over to embrace Melanie, which gave me the opportunity to take in another eyeful of beautiful womanhood decked out in her skimpy finery.Sue was dressed - or more accurately, undressed – in a tiny red lace bra, the sparse open-work lace of which barely concealed her nipples and left a massive amount of deep cleavage provocatively exposed, a red lace garter belt with gold garter buckles, red seamed stockings with fancy lace tops, a tiny red silk thong with a gold rose embroidered.