Just wearing the panties was no longer enough.I wanted someone else to feel how good they were on me. I wanted my tobe touched, stroked. I wanted some...ne, anyone, to run there hand overthe contour of my butt cheeks. Tracing the lacy edge oh my panties fromthe top of my legs to my hips. I was still scared of how people wouldfeel, but I wanted them to know, I wanted them to be as turned on as Iwas. I started going to the kitchen, hanging around until someone camein. I'd wait at the sink, hoping. One of the men knelt down next to the table, and for the first time that night he felt something touch his cock. A warm hand stroked him briefly, running from his leaking tip to the root of his cock. But as the hand left him, he felt a curious tightening sensation around the base of his erection. A silicone cock ring had been put on him to ensure that he didn't end the celebration early.The fingers in his ass pumped in and out a few more times and were then withdrawn completely. His ass now. .. because I almost came in my shorts with the thought of her sexy lesbian friend eating pussy in our bedroom... but that left an opening for me!Laura and I had a serious conversation about it and she agreed to let me occupy the saddle. The conditions were that I could not speak and I was not to know who I was satisfying. I agreed but was a little nervous. Let's face it, there are some pussies we just don't want to eat. Fortunately, not seeing them would help remove this hesitation. . “It’s very lovely my sweet.” A simple kiss before I go off to try to next outfit. Accidentally I leave the curtain open a peek allowing him to see me changing. Outfit number two is a very short mini skirt with a shear lacy top. Seductively a walk towards Master knock over a few magazines off the side table & slowly bend over to pick them up exposing my tight naked ass; I’m such a tease. By now the Prince’ s cock is starting to push against his pants begging to jump out. One more outfit to.