I grabbed his hand and slid it down my front so he could finger my wet pussy a little before we left. When we arrived downstairs I was assigned to a b...r at the back of the room. I told everyone that I didn't know how to make many drinks and that they would have to help me. I noticed the women seemed to move over to another bar on the side of the room, but the men stuck around and chatted with me and helped me with the ingredients. I was having a blast, flirting around and bending over so that. She was periodically caressing it and stretching it.Myself: I think it would be most inappropriate if we came this far and did not finish it properly. Climb on top of me, I want to feel your tits on my face.Amisha turned and climbed on top of the sex doll. She positioned the penis of the sex doll inside her pussy and started bouncing on it. She humped on the penis moaning in pleasure and shouting obscenities. She then placed the sex doll upside down and climbed on top of it again, sucking its. “Oh yeah! That’s it! Go hard and deep like that! Hard and deep! Oh, oh, ohhhhhhh! I’m cumming!”Things were quiet for a short time after that. Then, suddenly she began moaning again, and I knew she was being fucked again. And then it happened again, and then again. The only thing different about each time was that she would call the man a different name each time she was fucked.Then, when there was a really long pause, I knew it was over. But, being nosy, it wasn’t exactly over for me. I knew. "Sit next to Joe. That way you'll see better." She knelt between the boys legs and placed her tits on his lap. She took his cock and slipped it between them. He sighed. She pushed her breasts together. "Let me do this to start with. Are you watching, Molly?"The red-head's face was a picture of misery. Indira's hands slowly rose and fell. The tip of Joe's cock appeared in her cleavage and then sank down, again and again. She was wanking him with her soft round breasts. Molly was watching, her.