"I've known about Bob for almost a year now," Mandy said, breaking meaway from the spell of Jamie's eyes.Bob laughed and I liked the sound of it. "Ye...h," he said. "I stillremember when you kept hitting on me at Cathy's Halloween party lastyear. You got so mad because I didn't get a hard-on for you."Mandy joined Bob's and Randy's laughter, while Jamie giggled girlishly. "I thought I was losing my touch! I finally got so mad I had to ask the'ultimate question': 'Are you queer or something?'". From that day we became more friendly. She used to share many experiences of guys approaching her. Even she told me about my 2 friends from same building about how they approached her and she denied. She was saying how such young boys can ask something like that to any body. Listening all this stuff I decided to play different otherwise I will also get nothing.So continued chatting innocently with her trying for opportunity. So one day I asked her about her honeymoon and all. And asked her to. Go and find another beach!’ Angus said quietly, ‘You need me!’ ‘I don’t need you,’ Jeanette screamed at him. ‘What are you going to do – hold me under the waves if I ask you nicely? Push me over the cliff when I shout ‘now’? Go away!’ ‘No.’ ‘Why not? Don’t tell me you’re some weird kind of guardian angel!’ ‘Whether you know it or not, you need me here,’ Angus reminded her. ‘As I said, it’s my job to watch over you, but I’m no angel, lass.’ ‘It’s my job to watch over you’ Jeanette mimicked him,. He had his clothing off before she was even fully up on the table and he quickly crawled between her long smooth legs. I watched, fascinated as he eased his cock between the lips of her engorged cunt.Everybody was stripping now; I took a moment to count and came up with 35 guys and 6 woman. Most of the guys were pushing toward the pool table, getting in line for their turn, but a few were pairing up with the other available women. All except one. One woman, a girl really, with small pointy tits.