So I started to get up from the couch but Sheila grabbed my arm and told me to stay. So I settled back down while I watched Bill sit on the other sid... and slowly run his hand up and down her leg, slowly working higher until I could tell when her reached her crotch by Sheila’s sudden jerk, her spreading her legs and her barely audible moan. Almost immediately, I could smell her aroma drifting up to my nose. I just love smelling a woman when she is so hot and ready. I think that’s the best. And maybe he’d do something about it. She looked at the huge borrowed diamond on her finger. She imagined that it was hers, and that he put it there for real, because he was madly in love with her. For now, she’d have to be content to be in the same boat as Candy, wetting her panties and just thinking about what it would feel like to fuck him. *********************** Nick sat at the kitchen table with his laptop, replaying the conversation he had with Candy Masters a little earlier. She. He held out his form and Crane took it without even an upward glance, just cocking his thumb down the hall at the table. Michael walked away from the crowd, down to the far end of the table. Place cards indicated whom each package was laid out for. His was near the end. It was a bulky, white plastic bag with a manila envelope lain on top of it. The envelope was labelled, ‘Michael Dravenwood. Room 433.’ Michael picked up the assorted good and nestled them under his arm. Others were walking along. Funny, he hadn't noticed the heat before. In between beats he wiped first one hand, then the other on his jeans. His cock was pressing so hard against his jeans that even the quick, slight movement as he wiped his hands dry sent a shiver up his dick and through his entire body. He was glancing at the music only once in awhile, glad that he had memorized most of it the first time through. He wanted to keep his eyes on Miss Grant and her incredibly sexy body, writhing before him.Again she got to.