They continued chatting as the others changed positions on the bed and nobody seemed in a rush to dress or end the evening. I’d got my second wind a...d stroked frantically when Julie asked if anyone wanted another beer. Getting off the bed, she exposed her dripping pussy to everyone, but only John wanted a beer and he offered to fetch them. Julie overruled him and walked toward the stairs.Thwack!As she passed by, John smacked Julie’s arse and she yelped before scalding him. "You’ll pay for that,. He decided to walk to the bar and order something for both of them to share. There was an older man sitting at the bar who had been watching Ben and Lacy since they had arrived. He was wearing an expensive three-piece suit that complemented his salt and pepper hair that was neatly styled. He turned to Ben and said, “Good evening.” “Evening.” “First time here?” “Yeah. Bartender!” The bartender gestured to him that he would be with him shortly. “I’m Gordon.” “Ben,” he replied, shaking Gordon’s. She slowly began to grind into me, while hands roamed her body. They slipped under the back of her shirt and began to stroke her smooth skin before working their way down to her ass. I reach in and took a firm mound in each hand. I began squeezing them, all while pulling her into me, grinding into her. I broke the kiss, my lips traveling to her ear. I began to nibble, lick, and kiss my way down her neck heading towards her chest. When I reached the tops of her breasts, I hesitated. After. .. I was named after my great-grandma, it was her name, she was Scottish. And, uh, my family is not really super-religious. I mean, I don’t have a lot of faith in organized religion”Now that she was closer to the girl, Fay, she felt an almost magnetic impulse to touch her, run her hands over her skin, through her hair - despite the public setting and the nearby audience. The young girls were still staring, and Kirsten’s heart was racing. Mother was on her cell phone now, chatting away,.