She moved my fingers to her nipples and used them to rub her, to run along the length of her breast. She led my hands to her cleavage, sliding my hand... from her chest to her nipples and back again. She looked like she was enjoying this as much as I was.She put my hands down and moved closer to me. She pulled my head into her breast. She moved back and forth, her breast slapping my cheeks. She rubbed them across my eyes, down my face until I could lick her chest. She ran them over the top of my. The guy who always seems to have his hands on and fingers inside of Elena when I see them together. I gritted my teeth and stood there trying to decide if I should just walk out the door and say I’ve had enough but I continued to watch as she faced me and then she slowly backed up and bumped into him purposely. I watched, stunned, as he slowly pulled the thin straps of her cocktail dress off of her shoulders and then lowered to expose her perfectly round breasts. She watched my expression and I. My nipples were screaming to be released. I grabbed onto the golden tassels that were suspended from the ends and gave them a hard tug. I screamed with pleasure when I felt the cool air embracing my swollen glands. It felt like a thousand tiny needles were sticking into my nipples and quickly making its way down to my quivering pussy. I almost fell to my knees as the jolts rippled through my body. If it were not for the constant cheering of the men I would have drifted off into another. " A year of familiarity hadn't improved my conversational skills."One more try." Dana gave a resigned smile. "You're showing Dracula movies this week?" Only the finest." I hoped my smile was properly ironic."He might be in one of those," she said absently. "He would find it very funny." You're ... looking for someone specific in these films?"Dana nodded, "A man I knew. He said once that he worked in films, but that he only took small parts. I've seen him in a dozen things, always using.