I knew he was ok. I also realise he wasn’t the only one watching what was going on! Somehow my bra was unclipped, my dress was pulled down and my br... was removed, I tried to cover my big tits but the guys pulled my hands away sucking on my stiff nipples and playing with my big tits. I felt so exposed and yet so horny, I had lost track of how many times I had came as the group fingered me and played with me. The first guy pulled me towards him and positioned me so I was straddling him. I looked. Hey, it even helps square things with her conscience. Plus, she knows she’s hot and she knows Jed agrees, so his keeping her pretty pal as fellow-passenger is no ego-busting biggie. Especially when she can prove herself move-for-move an equal pretender to ABBA’s Dancing Queen crown.Yes – once Clara’s had enough of being the midpoint in this isosceles dancefloor triangle (pardon my getting geometric), she subtly reshapes it to something more equilateral, the oh-so-friendly competitors giving Jed. ”“You are one sexy woman. You keep denying that we have anything in common, but we both enjoy your orgasms.”“Keep that in mind. They are Karen’s orgasms. That means that I decide. You try to take charge of everything.”“Me? Take charge? But, the thing is, I don’t think you can have an orgasm by simply deciding to. I certainly can’t. Somewhere in the process, you have to let go. Then, too, making assumptions is not all that domineering. Neither of us mentioned that I was driving you back to the. ) But, he just moaned, sighed and seemed to groove with the rhythm of the blow job. I continued sucking him and moved a free hand down to his hairless balls. If he was awake, I was determined to give him a good taste of my sisterly affection. I gently kneaded his tight little testicles, each one, and then I thrust a finger into his sweaty ass crack. As I sucked him and played with his anus, I pulled on my clit to accelerate my self-stimulation. I felt the sweet euphoria wafting over and through.