But remember one thing friends that a girl always wants her lover/BF/Partner to be happy and always tries to do everything to make him happy.Prom did ...he same and came to doggy style keeping her ass towards the ceiling and opened it with the help of both the hands. But the expressions on her face were not of excitement but of responsibility. I remembered my promise to myself just a few minutes ago, that I won’t let her naughtiness and innocence be sacrificed.I lay on her side and hugged her. As I recover Mark helps me off him, we both stand up and Mark reclines the chair so its almost flat like a bed and says "Get up on the chair on all fours Kel, head down, bum up" I do as he says getting as comfy as I can facing the beach. Mark moves behind me watching and spanks my bum saying "Push this bum higher, show me your pussy and arsehole". So I lower my head more trying to push my bum higher Mark saying "Good girl, thats better" and he caresses my bum and rubs his cock head over my. You need to better control your eyes. Make eye contact. I can tell when they stray as you're talking to me." No really, I'm not..." Yes you are. You don't even realize. So now you sit there. I'll sit here. Look me in the eyes. Listen to me." So I sat as instructed and looked Donna in the eyes. I could kind of see her hands come up. She unbuttoned her top button."So as I was saying Bill, you are doing good work. You're a nice guy."Another button. My eyes are locked in place. I wonder how far. I turned to leave and Art said, “Hey buddy, how about a beer?”The LAST thing I wanted was to drink with this fucker. We didn’t even hang out when our wives are together. I said neutrally, “No, I’d better get back and rescue Van. She must be danced out by now.” It was past midnight.Art said, “Good luck.” That was odd, not “good night,” or “thanks,” but “good luck?”When I got back, things had progressed well past the party phase. It was orgy time. The music had stopped and the bright lights were.