That hand was stationary at first, but slipped lower and lower onto her backside. She didn't react or pull away, and after a time his hand could be se...n making slow movements, rubbing her rear. It didn't seem to bother her.I stifled a smile, and got up to freshen my drink. Settling back into my seat, I glanced across again and saw that their bodies were pressed pretty firmly together at crotch level. So much so, that you would not have been able to get a bus ticket between the two of them.. " "What do you mean?" I asked. "Well tonight at the club, a guy that I dance with was there. That's why I didn't want you to go." "Well Trish I know you dance with other guys when your friends go out, so it's not a big deal." "No you don't understand. I've done more than just dance with him..." " Oh you mean?" "Yes. We've gone out before, and you know... And I have a confession... When you were getting us drinks, I danced with him and let my tits bounce out to get him turned on. It worked and. “Will these fit over boxers?” I yelled down the hall.“Nope!” Leslie yelled back.I had assumed that they wouldn't, and with a room of beautiful women eagerly awaiting Santa, I worked with what I had. I undressed, and started with the tights. Their soft and stretchy nature were super comfortable. They went on easy, and I was confused by how high the waist ran, but their generous display of the male anatomy on the other hand, had me feeling a bit self-conscious. Once I put on the coat, my anxiety. . yes ... There!"Sandra rested motionless on Derek's fingers. She felt her juice running down the inside of her legs. A little aftershock of a shudder ran up her spinal cord. She leaned over and kissed Derek hard on the lips."Thank you, Derek. You really know how to make a girl feel good. We have to do it for real next time. On a real bed where you can make me be really bad."Derek laughed and said,"I would do it upside down on a merry-go-round with you, girl!"For reasons known only to her,.