I tried to keep it all in but he pumped me a couple more times and some dribbled out. I looked up as he collapsed into a seat. That was when I noticed...the group of people who had come to watch.3 guys were sat next to where I had left my jacket and another was standing a few feet away, his dick poking out of his jeans, being wanked aggressively. I swallowed the load in my mouth with a bit of difficulty. I almost gagged on it but held it down. My friend had stood now and walked to the aisle. He. Trouble was, she seemed to be enjoying it. And these men were all strangers, not at all what Vince had organised.Ever since the night he saw Carrie Mayhew dancing alone on the edge of the dance floor, Vince had wanted her. Her every movement had emphasised breasts, hips, thighs and buttocks under a revealing blue silk dress that was like seeing her naked body undulating behind a thin veil. When he danced beside her, he learned more about her unbridled sensuality, in the provocative way she. She was stunned. Later that night I spanked on her while sleeping she woken up . She said how and where . I took her to the top and told her to do a strip dance like a bargirl. On top there were heavy cold breeze . She have not agreed .Then I turned her back and spanked on ass left and right by not letting her to shout. I told her u r my bitch today and you have to do whatever I say. Then she started crying and then started dancing by stripping every thing as there is a cool breeze she cannot. No matter how bad it is, he has a right to know."I knew Janet was right. I left and gave to reason to Jerrod. I decided to tell her."Okay, let me start from the beginning. Please don't ask for names or vivid details. I need to get this all out. I'll tell you my whole story."My name is Ambrosia Jane Styles. I was born in Cleveland, Ohio. I'm twenty-eight years old and have never been in love, until recently when I met the man of my dreams. Smart, good looking, funny, he is from money but that.