Finding it, he gave it a real tongue-lashing. Angela writhed trying to escape the tongue but it kept finding the hot spot. Worse, her writhing seemed ...o stimulate Jamal’s cock so he would thrust harder. Every time he thrust, his cock jammed into her tongue and his balls bounced off her eyes (her head being down, not up).She couldn’t stop either of them. Chris’ tongue stimulating her cunt, Jamal’s cock massaging her tongue. She tried pushing with her hips, or was her back arching?? Angela was. I pass some of the tickets on to friends, including Mike and Emma.When I arrive, it's obvious that everyone has entered into the spirit of the night, with every one dressed up in sexy outfits.There are a lot of school girl outfits, including a few worn by men "for a laugh'.The first hour is mostly mingling, circulating and admiring each others costumes.I have decided to wear a cap and gown and carry a cane, like a traditional headmaster.Emma is wearing a st trinians style uniform and Mike is in. I noticed that even if she had not done a thing she was breathing heavily. I took her hands in mine and put then on the waistband of my briefs. She gasped but she kept holding the waistband when I took my own hands away and moved my hands behind her back. There was a collective gasp when I opened her bra behind her back. Once those pale firm breasts with pointy nipples became visible I was sure that I grew another half an inch down there.Since she was still only holding my waistband I followed. That is he could if he set up shop in my office building. If not I could buy the stuff online and just wait for it to show up. I could also go back to the old way of surveillance, sit across the street with a cup of coffee. Or maybe follow people leaving and buy information. That was always a favorite of mine.First you find out what is going on then figure out how to prove it. "So Happy, you got any suggestions from the boss," I asked."No he just said to give you this," she said sliding an.