Jessica’s was sleeveless, while Taylor’s was a spaghetti strap. Taylor had on a short blue skirt, and Jessica had the same skirt in blue. As the g...rls danced, and the alcohol kicked in the distance between them closed. They were no strangers to physical contact with each other especially on the dance floor, but tonight was different. There was a tension in the air. The two began moving with each other as they would with a new boy when they knew they would be getting laid. The night went on. We dived at each other as if we hadn't had sex in months and I must admit I was impressed at just how wet she was. Within a minute she had pushed me back and her sensual lips were around my cock. I was in heaven.Then something strange. I heard a light scratching at the door and it sounded like a cat. Almost straight away Anne stood up and went to the door. I thought it was very strange that she was going to allow her cat into the room while we were going to have wild sex but I was in for a. . to know that him sucking my cock got him sexually excited. John was squatting just in front of the bathroom door when it opened and banged into him. I panicked! We were busted! FUCK! My brain when into automatic mode, I stepped backwards into the shower area, and drew the semi-circular shower curtain while turning on the water. John stood up, his large, broad back to the door, his penis jutting out hugely. He stepped up and pointed his cock at the toilet, his large frame blocking the door. I. First unzipping her zipper all the way, pausing, and then eventually I took off only her pants – leaving her white cotton panties on. No reciprocation on her part. She kept my pants on, no unbuttoning, no unzipping, no fondling of my penis whatsoever. Subtly, I unbuttoned my pants. Slightly later, I unzipped my fly. Still later, in as quick and subtle a fashion as I could mange I slipped off my own pants. I didn’t do anything to guide her hand to my penis. I was just fingering her while kissing.