With his hands over my shoulders he placed me in front of the sink, he told me to remove my pants and I did, he then told me to remove my briefs and I...did. I was nervous and exited at the same time. Pants and briefs were down to my ankles. And then I felt his cock, he grabbed me by my hips and he was rubbing his cock between my buns, it felt good, he didn’t try to enter me, and I didn’t expect him do it, and after a couple of minutes, he came, I felt the warm of his semen between my buns and. Eventually one hand found my breast, he had worked his way through the “bases” slowly. His hand felt hard against my breasts, but I could feel my nipple responding to his touch, as it tried to push through the material of my top. I could feel an excitement beginning to moisten my crotch.On the other side of the room I noticed Shelly, she was sitting on a boys lap in the corner. They were kissing deeply, as the boys hand sneaked up her short dress and into the seam of her frilly panties. Shelly. She stopped dancing and just stared. "Is that for real? Babbs blurted out. "Of course it is" answered Bill. "Mr. Robert is a very well endowed entertainer that sometimes performs at some of our get togethers." Bill continued. "Please. Continue with your dance." With that Babbs slowly started to get back into the rhythm of the music. But instead of looking at Mr. Roberts, she continued to look at the growing bulge in his pants. "You must not be distracted" Bill chastised her. "Our guest want. Shut up!” Olivia demanded, her face inches from his. “That is...” she paused. “...unless you want some of this!” She turned around and flipped up her skirt as she stuck her ass right up to him. “No! No!” he pleaded as he backed his chair away. Then, in resignation, he added, “It’s okay. It’s okay,” and went back to blabbering to himself.Jana returned and sat on me and within seconds, she ripped a hushing gasser...like air from a punctured tire. She flattened her sitting position and.