I took him by the hand and walked him around to the lounge bar the other side of the party bar. It was much cosier with comfier seats at the bar. The ...ar was still a little busy but not as bad. We sat and kissed and chatted a little more. As we were sat I could clearly see Jason was looking at the top of my thighs every chance he got. My dress didn’t leave much to the imagination as it was and had risen up so much that when I looked down I could even clearly see I was pantyless lol! So I. Once again her hands get busy, this time both move down after teasing her nipples, to her thighs, stroking, running back and forth. Moving from the top to the inside, her legs opening allowing her hands to move closer ever closer to her womanhood. As her hand reaches its goal, moving up and down along her most secret place, my hand is wrapped around my manhood, stroking back and forth. Both hands delve between her legs opening, spreading, fondling, and playing. She moves her hands away to show. Instead I'm forced to painfully bend my legs as tight as I can so that my thighs can straighten out against the cage. I then begin my bumbling act of trying to move my bound hands enough to flip me over on my face, an act I really do not want to accomplish since, when I succeed, will plant my face flat into my own drool. When I finally get the combination of strength and balance my body reacts to the freezing cage floor pressed up against my already cold chest, the thin material of my negligee. First, timidly, with obvious embarrassment and awkwardness; then with more and more daring she began to bump and grind. Bending over, her back to Scott, she began revealing her bare ass for the camera. After about ten minutes she was dancing totally nude, her modesty quickly disappeared, as she continued to move with the music. "Spread em' baby, spread em' wide for me!" I shouted. Tami looked into the camera, and licked her lips suggestively, then she sunk to the floor, laid back pulling her.