We sometimes hit the floor and deliberately go dance right next to a couple of mingers – Cynthia types - to make them look and feel REALLY bad. They...see how all the boys are ogling us, as we giggle, pout, groove around, while they're not getting even a single look. They usually flee the floor and back to their table in no time. Giggle.One time we were REALLY wicked – Tiffany's idea actually – was when we spotted this pair of unattractive girls (not mingers exactly, but rather plain and dumpy). She nervously wondered what he was waiting for as she looked back to his face for answers. She saw that his eyes were making no secret of the fact he was taking his time and enjoying looking at her long legs, her now partially visible panties, and the lower half of the young ass under them. More warmth radiated from between her legs as she saw this perverted boldness, and realized just how under his full control she was. As if reading her mind, he looked away from her bottom and into her eyes. /then the dog backed off her. He walked around her sniffing her and gave her doggie kisses on her tits and face. Then he mounted her again wrapping his forelegs around her waist tighter this time. His thrusts still clumsily missed this time too. Then his pointed red cock found its mark slipping past the lips of her pussy an inch or so. June groaned in despair. “Mother, Mother! Help me!” June sobbed. The next instant June screeched in pain when he slammed his long thick dog cock in her tender. He swooped in, not wanting to hold back a single trick. He licked her clit until it was so sensitive he could see it swell and preen with need. His tongue swiped over her opening until the sweet nectar leaked out with the need to be filled. Then and only then did he thrust his tongue deep inside her pussy. Her hips bucked; Her back arched as he ate her. Her screams were fueling his desire, her flood of juices into his mouth was a pure bonus he drank hard. Moving up her body, he joined their.