She felt a surge of…something, coming from deep inside her vagina. Tim continued to stroke her G-spot, watching her face. It was flushed, her mout... open, her body covered in sweat. Her hips began to jerk erratically, back and forth; then, a deep contraction pushed Tim’s finger out of her pussy. Next, a jet of fluid sprayed across the bed, landing on his leg. She began to thrash on the bed, kicking her legs uncontrollably. “OHHHH….MMMMMMMM…AIEEEEE!” She screamed as her climax catapulted. Come on, let’s go. I’ll introduce you to my bandmates.” As the two pretty young girls stepped back up to the maître d’s station, Jennifer said, “Those are my friends, right there. Can we go over and talk with them for a moment?”“You certainly may,” the mid-twenty year-old lady replied. Before she waved them on, she asked, “Will you two need your own table or would you care to sit with your friends? They have only been here about seven or eight minutes, and I don’t think their food order has. When I came up for air I saw there were five other couples in the room, all smiling as we made our way to the bar.The music the drinks and the conversation seemed to create an erotic atmosphere in the room. I talked to several people all of whom asked me if it was my first time at one of Ian's parties. Every time I said yes. They just smiled.We eventually went in for dinner. The place settings were a little strange. The table was a big round oak one, like the ones you may see in an old baronial. Unfortunately, it didn't take long before she got herself lost, and now she had no idea where to go. She was looking around anxiously when she saw a dirty old man resting between some dumpsters. He was wearing ripped pants and a white t-shirt with stains coming from God knows what."Excuse me mister. You wouldn't be able to point me in the direction of the market would you?" Lisanna asked the stranger, keeping her distance in case he was some type of weirdo."That would be just around that corner.