I stared into her defiant face as she used the last reserves of energy to try to displace me but her strength was no match for my own."Is this what yo... want?" she panted breathlessly. "I'm helpless. I can't stop you doing whatever you want to do." What I want is for you to be quiet but seeing as you can't seem to manage that then I guess we'll have to resort to plan B."As I manhandled her onto the mattress and reached for the rope to restrain her, she renewed her struggles and it took a. Phillip put a few quarters into the jukebox and made his selections. He took my hand and said he wanted to feel me in his arms again. We resumed dancing and I relaxed, thinking it must be either the effects of the alcohol or maybe the music. He held me close again, so close I could feel his heart beating very strongly. I felt very comfortable and very warm (imagine that now). By this time, my leather jacket was off. Instead of talking, we were feeling each other, his hands all over my back and. It felt really really good. And my BF was turned on and wanking on his dick.Now part of the thrill of do doing kinky stuff like this is the scarey possibility of getting seen and caught. And sure enough there's this 3rd guy up in the balcony, who comes over and starts wanking on his dick too. So now there's 2 guys and my BF, who I've made super horny and very very eager to play along and get some free hot pussy and cock sucking. The 3rd guy puts his dick in my mouth. So now I've got a dick in. She was damp with sweat too and I could make out the hard points of her nipples pressed against the damp fabric. I bent my head and flicked the tip of my tongue against one nipple. I felt like ripping her Kamiz off and sucking hard on her breasts while ramming my cock into her cunt. I looked again at Ammi’s face and then down my cock when suddenly, Ammi’s legs came up around my waist and I heard her say,” Machord (mother fucker) do it right!”I was stunned as her arms wrapped around me and her.