Both were hard and breathing shallow in anticipation. As I tugged him close our rigid cocks rubbed through our shorts. We had one lag around the other... waist, grinding our dicks as I held his face in my palms and tenderly licked his inviting open mouth. He trapped my tongue and sucked it in. Then with the tip of his, he played with my tongue. We flicked our tongues and sucked on it. He stuck it out and I sucked and licked on it as if it was his cock. His moans were sharp and lustful. His hands. I was embrassed an said I was stracthing my butt. No one bought that and started to tease me. Ken, said I am next to have you stracth your butt for me. Leave it to Tammy to speak up as she has always been very forward and not worried about saying anything. She said I willstratch you pecker for you if you want. Ken said, really Tammy.Well she moved next to him and started to touch just the head of his dick.Ken was all smiles after his shock ended.Pasha asked if she could touch Allen, well. ’ Encouraged by the lack of resistance, Sandra let her grip tighten on Magan’s thigh as she smiled at the boy. ‘Hi Billy, and um, thanks I guess.’ She smiled sweetly. He did not seem to know what to say next. Magan meanwhile looked even more nervous, now that some one was close by and could see Sandra’s hand…on her thigh, almost under her skirt. What could she do, what should she do? Sandra was pretty much running on autopilot… all she could think of doing was the things her darker. Michael Patrick the SOB would be there, so she decided to attend. She signed up on line and paid the $50 cover charge. The Red Moon suggested female attire of short skirts and full cut panties for the party. It was a spanking party, but she did take comfort in the rules, that no panties could be lowered in the ballroom.She had made up her mind she was going to confront Michael as he told her to call him and she couldn’t get past his guards in The Hancock Building.Anastasia could be head- strung.