Tall like the other one. Freckles. I like freckles. I don’t know why my mind would fix this kind of detail all of a sudden, but it did. He had freck...es. Not too many of them, just a few, sprinkled over his face and cheeks. Green eyes. “You hear me. Get undressed. Or we will do it for you.” I took a deep breath. I didn’t want them to undress me. And that's what would happen if I refused. “Can I get some space?” I said, while pulling my sweatshirt over my head. My brother’s sweatshirt. Too. I told him that's why I wanted him to have sex with me again. That I wanted to have sex with someone that loved me, not someone that just wanted to have fuck me. I guess it made sense to him.He made love to me. He took his time and made sure I had a great sexual experience. We had sex quite a few times that weekend. I slept with him the whole time. Somehow, I didn't become pregnant. He took me to a doctor friend of his and the doctor put me on the pill.Ever since that night, we have sex quite. As I feel your flesh beneath the smooth material, my cock stiffens. We kiss and I slide my hand briefly inside your knickers to grab your buttock, squeezing it tightly with a firm grip. I let my hand roam a little, my fingers sliding gently along the crack of your arse and down towards the wet warmth of your cunt.I remove my hand from beneath your knickers and take two fingers deep into my mouth, soaking them with saliva. Still kissing, I push you gently onto your back and slide my hand down. All of them were incredibly muscular and fit and completely nude except for masks. As they danced, the men started to become hard as the woman touched them as they danced.I had never seen anything so erotic and beautiful and my arousal level was kicked up a notch as she continually grabbed their huge cocks as they danced together. Why had Jacque never brought me to this gala before if this is what I get to experience? They were incredible dancers and seeing their beautiful naked bodies dance.