"Are you ok?" Fiona asked as I sat down next to her. "Yeah," I replied."Just nervous." Don't be, it'll be fine." She gave me a quick reassuring hug. I...lookedat her, she was wearing her usual getup; ripped denim jeans and a red t-shirt that looked like it hadn't been washed in a while and her breastshung loosely, her sneakers were also in a bit of a state as well and sheneeded new ones. Her black hair was cut short and messy, looking likeshe had just got out of bed, which she probably had as she. (Actually my whole boobs will be seen by him..lol..). I smiled at him. And sipped the last drop.of that glass. He also drank watching me. He then asked “can we go and dance again.” I like his steps actually so I accepted. ( I like his touch too). This time he is more open. He straight away pressed my ass when I’m bending backward. I also pressed his shoulders and laid on his chest. He then rotated me by running his rough hands on my soft yet curvy hip and he holder me in that and a full fall... I wondered how my cock was able to enter. Carla saw me gawking She put two fingers to her hot moist slit and spread her slippery wetness up to her little nub. She rubbed herself with little circular motions as she spread her juices around. “You like what you see, Bobby?”“Oh, God yes, Carla. You are gorgeous!”I don’t know what made me say that. Last week I would never even say that to a girl; not even if she still had all her clothes on. My shyness was rapidly deteriorating. I couldn’t bear it. A cable stretched down from the ceiling and it was quickly clipped to aring at the top of her helmet. They left her for a moment as the walkedaround her and let her realize she was helplessly attached to theceiling. She could twirl around and she could squirm her body about butthat was all the movement she could muster. She could see herself in themirrors on the walls as she turned and she was a sight indeed with herlong, floor length, off the shoulder black and pink gown flashing about. The.