“What’s that noise?” I asked.“It’s my phone,” said Jeremy, “I got a text message.”“Aren’t you going to check it?” I inquired.“...o, it’s probably Jenny wondering if I made it home safely,” he replied. “She is always pestering me for stuff, so don’t worry.”“It’s just that beeping sounded just like my dad’s phone,” I said.“Nope, it’s my phone for sure, so no worries,” he responded. Jeremy’s one glass of wine turned into three glasses of wine and just like I had previously gathered, he was looking. I kneed her firm ass with my hands, occasionally getting my cock between her cheeks and letting the firmness and warmth envelop me. I press her buttocks together and try sliding my cock between them. Chung-Li’s ass feels so good wrapped around my cock, and even she laughs and teases me at how good it feels. It getting to be too much for either of us to handle. I slide my cock into her hot, yearning pussy and we both shutter and moan as the first wave of ecstasy hits us. Chung-Li slides her arms. If she only knew.But we, as humans, sense the presence of others. We know when people are staring at us.As Beth jumped and look backward, she felt that. She sensed Zoey's presence and made a whimpered gasp at seeing her.Immediately, Beth began to collect herself and suck back her tears, which were now slowing down to a manageable cry, just to steady herself for Zoey's benefit."I'm ... sorry," Beth stifled out between cries. "I didn't ... mean to ... wake you." Beth wiped at the tears flowing on. I wondered if she used to be an exotic dancer herself."I own this club," she said. "And I have very high personal standards. No girls dance here unless they are sexy, sultry women, even for amateur night."She looked me over, then smiled. "You certainly fit the bill, Melany."Then she smiled at Ron. "You're a lucky man. Are you two married?" No," he said. "Melany here is my girlfriend." Well Melany you're lucky to have such an open-minded boyfriend," Clara said."Yes, we have a very open.