..” I breathed out...Our faces were only inches apart, and the only sounds now were our panting breaths on each other. There was definitely a tensio... of some type going on... I felt something I've never felt before. I felt weird, maybe sick, but in a funny way...I suddenly wanted to yank her to me and shove my tongue down into her stomach. I wanted to do all kinds of things to her...But, mainly, I yearned for her, I needed her!The sexual tension, or intensity, or whatever it may be called, kept. I had let myself get pretty looped, but I wasn't worried because I had Jeff there to look out for me. Several hours into the party a couple of guys pulled me into a room and before I knew what was happening I was on a mattress with a cock pushing at my mouth and one forcing its way into my pussy. I was struggling to break free when I saw Jeff look into the room. I begged him with my eyes to save me (I couldn't holler because my mouth was full) but he turned and walked away.I don't know how many. I held my hand up again. ‘Its the old Connie Francis hit Where the boys are,’ I turned to look at Adam’ I’m not sure where the boys are but I know where my one is.’ He blushed and tried to hide in the band but the chant went up ‘kiss her, kiss her, kiss her.’ I wiggled my finger at him to come out the front and he finally did. ‘Don’t you want to kiss me?’ I teased him as he went bright crimson. He took me in his arms and held me in a romantic pose with him holding me up and kissed me-it morphed. How she’d pinched them and Lystra slipped her hand under her chest wrap and pulled her breast out of their constraint. At first, she swirled her fingers around a nipple, softly. Then she pinched it a little more firmly with her thumb and forefinger. She ached so much that her chest seemed to heave up. She kept rubbing her clit but stopped to take her other nipple so that she was squeezing and pinching both of them. If only Melissa were here, she thought stifling a moan. With the wet from her.