.. Good... A little lower, Cynthia... that's it. Fine... Now, slideyour hand, slowly and gently, up the shaft to the tip, keeping your thumbon this ri...ge... Try to keep an even pressure... Very good!"Leslie complied, still feeling some lingering embarrassment and having tohandle a penis (even a rubber one) that was not his own, AND in public,and he was still baffled by what this could all be about.As he placed his thumb where she'd indicated, he found that he couldn'tshake the feeling something. “So…. umm… remember the things that you told me about being a cuckold? Well, I kinda told Maddie about it. Like all about it actually.”My heart sank. I was mortified. I shared those things with Summer in a moment of weakness without thinking. She’d been the only person who I’d ever spoken to about it and after I blurted it out I was terrified that she might tell other people. She’d convinced me that she wouldn’t and I trusted her. So much for that.I’m sure that the look on my face gave. Victor had grabbed my hand, to stay together amongst the people.He was at my left; when during the fifth song I started to feel a hand rubbing my round butt. It was not Victor, so I tried to turn my head to see who was this asshole touching me. But then another hand pulled my hair and made me kept my face looking forward…The first hand was still caressing my buttocks, while a deep voice hissed into my ear: “Take it easy, babe… your boyfriend is focused on the music right now…”He was right; I. I turned around to light the myriad of different sized candles that were strewn around the room and when I turned back round she was lying there with her eyes closed and her hand was firmly pressed between her legs, with two fingers slowly, but deliberately rubbing her now proud clit, that was standing out like a bullet. She was staring at me, biting her bottom lip seductively. I climbed onto the bed and got into the ‘69’ position, Lucy opened her eyes, tilted her head back and stuck out her.