“Yeah you are. Mmm you look like you could use some water too. All flushed from your...endeavours.” His words sent another wave of heat through me... no doubt coloring my face even more red. I had no idea why I was embarrassed, this was the pleasure penthouse after all, and such endeavours - as he put it - were expected here. “I could use something to drink,” I threw out haughtily, with a flip of my hair, wanting to reclaim some sort of pride I felt I had lost. He seemed to laugh down at me. Had a few guys start a conversation immediately. Some married men were also trying to nod and check us out. We stood at the bar knowing guys can see our legs and almost see up Susie’s short skirt and my short dress. We were enjoying it and I had a damp spot on my panties. I found Graham most interesting. Mid 30s, business man, here alone (I knew he had a girl friend as he was trying hard to lie), 6 foot tall and in good shape. We had a few drinks, chatted, touched each other playfully and after. Ihm und ihrer Schwester war es zudem ein Dorn im Auge, dass Jasmin eine starke Raucherin war, waehrend das junge Paar solches allein aus gesundheitlichen Gruenden strikt ablehnte.Jasmin war das, was landlaeufig eine Pratze nennt. Waehrend fuer sie Piercings, Tattoos, Partys mit reichlich Alkohol und One-Night-Stands selbstverstaendlich waren, war Chantal staendiger Gast bei Vernissagen, auf Golfplaetzen und besass einen Kleiderschrank mit ungezaehlten Designeroutfits.Jasmin kochte innerlich vor. As Jaime screamed and shuddered on the pool table as she orgasmed, shewas yanked off by one of the older men who put her over his shoulder andeasily carried her into one of the bedrooms. Unwilling to see their showstopped, one of them staggered out and dragged me inside to take herplace. Pleading with them to let me finish serving, they tossed the snackplate aside and pushed me onto the table with Jessica."Come on sluts, continue the show,continue it, make the slut cum," theycalled to me as I.