I woke feeling a little guilty, hell, I was still wearing my thigh highs like a slut, and shy (aka sober), so I put on a robe after cleaning up in the...bathroom. He strolled around naked for a while thinking we were going to fuck again. But even though his semi-hard cock was tempting (Oh my God, was it ever) I asked him to leave, telling him I had to go running.I was going to take a shower but logic was that I should shower after my run. So on I pulled on my running shorts, running bra and my. ..so I began moving my ass against him bouncing my bottom and squeezing his cock with my pussy muscles he really liked that and began to fuck me harder I came then and came hard I cried out softly told him I was cumming begged him to fuck me harder just being a total slut OMFG I was so hot I was on fire! Then he pulled out of me I cried out “NO” but then he turned me around and pulled me to him my body responded and I pressed myself against him his hard six pack of muscles firm against mine he. I detected a sweet musky scent of perfume and yes the scent of recent sex between a man and a woman. These scents filled my head and the warmth of a body spooned behind me told me I was not in my bed at home.The fog cleared from my mind and I remembered Greta and the promise of more sexual passion in the morning. My erection was, as it always was in the morning, standing proud and throbbing. I rolled onto my back and Greta moved and rolled back against me. Her nightgown was as soft as silk and. I mentioned this to Emma who just told me to stop being so negative and enjoy myself, as a drink was placed in her hand which she downed before being ushered to where everyone was dancing. I found the makeshift bar, shrugged and started drinking as i watched Emma dancing. They started to pass her about, each bloke on the floor taking turns to dance with her, which she seemed to enjoy. As the night went on she got more drunk as they fed her drinks and started taking more liberties with her as.