I just ignore it at start releasing the alarm…then I felt that Ghazzi was increasing pressure on my cock to his bums.but Ghazzi keep rubbing his ass...on my cock…..so my cock get very hard….uncontrollable…I felt so excited and I forget to do fast dis-alarming… because Ghazzi was giving good rub on his ass crack with my now hard cock….I can feel his crack…and tried to push also hard on him.Ghazzi was holding wire….now I was holding his waist and hold my cock in his ass and trying to get pushing. "Do you trust me?" Mike said, looking intently into her eyes."Of course I do." I'm going to leave. I want you to stay here. I'll meet you back over by the bar after you're done."Jen was bewildered. "Done doing what?" Just stay here, okay. You won't have to wait long," Mike said, and he kissed Jen and left the room.Jen had no idea what was going on. She looked around the large ballroom. As she did, she heard a door open and close behind her, and she turned around. Standing there was Steve. Jen. Was male.With a small giggle, Mark pranced to the door, and cracked it open just enough to poke his newly shaped head through it. What she saw was an average looking manboy, aged somewhere around 18 or 19. He wore khaki shorts and a shirt that was too gaudy to be anything other than his given work shirt. Mark guessed that the boy had been making his deliveries by bike, because the musky scent of his perspiration was quite strong the moment she opened the door.Mark took all this in a matter of. His hands were at his hips while mine played with his balls and pulled him towards me. I was staring up at him with big dough eyes, spit falling out of my mouth along side my muffled groans of pleasure. The taste of my pussy on his cock was replaced with a mouthful of his cum as he pushed my skull against his groin. I could feel the cum all the way down my throat and knew this wasn’t going to be a one time thing after this. Once me and Mr. Bass got dressed and left the room the vibe became more.