I let her go and knelt to pick up the champagne bottles. I turned my head to see which way she was heading and was entranced as my eyes followed her. ...he walked with a sway to her hips I don’t remember ever seeing her having before. It was a seductive rather than a regular hip-swinging style of walk. It was amazing to watch. Before I knew it she turned her head and looked back at me smiling.“Are you coming?” she asked in a sultry voice. My mind was thinking I should be in more ways than one. First I'm going to undress you." Helen stepped towards her Mark and helped him out of his t-shirt. She stroked his chest, and delighted as his nipples hardened when she ran the back of her fingernails over them. She reached down for his belt and smiled into his eyes as she unbuckled it. Then came the button, then the zip which mercifully slid down without jamming. "Ahh, mum?" Her answer was to pull his hard young cock out of his boxers and squeeze it as she kissed his mouth. He gasped into. "That's good, because I want to suck your cock." he said dropping his eyes to the front of my pants. I stood there in shock I couldn't believe what he had just said. "I'll give ya 20 bucks if you let me suck your cock." he added. I could feel the blood rushing to my cock as I heard myself saying "20 bucks to suck my cock?... you got a deal." Obviously this had to be done carefully as not to arouse the suspicions of the others at the party, most of which were military, and many I'm sure. That’s good, Love, just like that. Let your feet hand over the side, hm? Don’t be shy, Miss Fran. You are beautiful, and we have already seen it all anyway.” As you lay on the desk, your legs spread wide with your feet hanging over the sides, you feel so vulnerable, so on display. The boys get up from their chairs and stand around the desk to have a better look. Almost naked, you are completely open to their prying eyes. “Miss Fran?” Michael asks. None of the other boys have said anything.