"When we went into that room," Kimiko replied."Well, let's just go look and see if it's there," Beth said."Oh, goodie," Kimiko laughed. "I wonder what...we'll see!"Quickly making their way back to the door, they listened with their ears pressed up against it for a moment."Sounds like fun," Kimiko giggled. "Let's just go in quietly and see if it's on the table or something."Holding her hand over mouth so as not to laugh, Beth followed Kimiko as she eased the door open and they slid inside. As. To turn the mood I suggested that we dance and we headed for the dancefloor. After some old-fashioned rock music, the disk jockey changed to the slow pieces and we found ourselves dancing slow and close. At the end of the first slow piece, her head already rested on my shoulder, when the slow music ended we were in a deep embrace."How about a bit of fresh air" I suggested."I have to tell my cousin" she said, went to the table and came back with her purse. "Let's go outside."We left the place. She tried torally the crowd against me, forgetting that her earlier shrieking haddrawn their attention - that they had seen the whole thing." "One of the larger lads stepped up behind her and relieved her of herstone, none too gently. She ended up with a sprained wrist, in fact. Shewas lucky at that - the crowd was about ready to do to her what she hadtried to get them to do to me. The only thing that stopped them was thearrival of a panda and an ambulance, called by some of the witnesses.". I got my cock in hand and rammed the fucker inside her twat. Jack got behind me and slipped his dick back into my arse. My arse muscles grabbed it and hauled it back to slam against my prostate.The fuck sandwich was pretty awesome and the three of us were making all sorts of sexy noises as we climaxed together. I could feel Jack's hot knob engorged and be pulsating inside my arsehole and I milked the fucker dry.My own randy prick was shooting ball batter up my wife's twat at a speed of knots.