Cindy moaned just like I did earlier, pulling my hair down so my mouth rose to hers. We shared a passionate kiss on stage while preparing for our big ...inale. Everyone’s eyes were on our tongues as we subtly undid each others bra’s. Cindy’s mouth traveled down to my neck and I could tell she was just as turned on as I. We intended to end our kiss and in one fluid motion remove our bras as the lights went down, but Cindy took a hold of both bras and tossed them to the side like we were two. “Don't you look cute! All hot and bothered?” Dan asked. “I feel like I'm going to pass out. I'm so freaked.” Maya admitted. “But you came. I knew you would.” Dan was calm. “Come here and sit on my lap. I want you so bad it hurts.” Dan steered her to a couch in the living area of his suite and pulled both her legs across his lap so that she was leaning against the arm of soft chenille. He leaned over her and cradled the back of her head in one large hand, placing the other on her thigh. His. The three teens, now satisfied that we were all suitably dressed in our underwear, went into a huddle. They were deciding who would dance for who. I was delighted when Freja headed towards our sofa; Isabella went to Aaliyah and Caleb, with Hekla choosing Tom and Mary. Freja began by pushing her knee between my legs and rubbing her panty clad pussy on my thigh, I could feel her heat on my bare skin. Leaning forward she thrust her breasts into my face, I couldn’t resist placing my hands on them. “Hi, you must be Emma!” he said extending a hand. Emma’s breath was taken away. The guy towering over her was everything his profile picture had made him out to be. Short, dirty blonde hair flew in the breeze above the chiseled features of his well-tanned face. The red polo shirt he wore clung tightly to his chest and Emma thought that if he flexed hard enough, it would tear to shreds. He was smiling from ear to ear at her and checking her out from head to toe.“Mmmm, that dress is amazing! You.