" Who's not around?" said Meg, settling in beside me. Kerry threw me a wink and disappeared into the crowd.Officially this was the "St. Valentine's Da... Massacre" party, so we were all dressed as gangsters, ruffians, and lowlifes of every description. Tommygun waterpistols abounded. I had done my best, with a pinstripe suit with suspenders and vest, topped off with a fedora and-- my triumph-- white spats. Meg was dressed as a flapper, with a tubelike silver satin dress that went all the way down. "Is that you, Sam?" Joan called from inside."Yeah, it's me," he answered."Well, what are you waiting for? Come in."Sam entered to find Joan and Marcie in bed together, their clothing scattered about the floor. Joan was propped up on a couple of pillows, cradling Marcie in her arms; Marcie suckled at one of Joan's tits, for all the world like a baby nursing."Hey, Sam," Joan said, stroking Marcie's hair. "How was the test?" Easy," Sam said. "Hi, fuck toy."Marcie didn't stop, but she gave a little. "She then says, "Thanks, you can come in, and place it on the table next to the tub, if you don't mind. That way I don't have to dribble water all over the floor coming to the door."His eyes light up and he smiles devilishly. Under his breath he utters, "Maybe she'll let me join her in the shower." Oh fuck, his cock was getting hard again."He gets the shampoo, and then returns to the bathroom with it. After knocking on the door, he slowly opens it, steps inside and set the bottle on the table. His hard cock was restrained by his pants. I quickly liberated the captive and now I could feel him as his member pushed into my panties.We fell down together on a mattress and hugged and kissed. I told him that I loved him as he ran his hands over my panty covered ass and assured me that he loved me too. He pinched my nipples and sucked on them. Then he put his middle finger to my mouth and I sucked on it.We locked lips again as Tony put his hand down the back of my panties, his finger ran.