"Hey, Melissa! How about a dance, sexy?" He extended his hand and she placed her petite hand in his as they headed to the dance floor. Feeling frisky,...she started grinding against him and felt his manhood rise from her touch.Standing to the side were the bridesmaids, as well as Jenny. A look of disgust washed over her face as she saw Melissa moving all over her new husband. Jenny had never really gotten over the fact that Nate and Melissa were once an item and although she considered her a. "Is your prick hard she asked?" I did not reply and she jerked my head back from my hair. "Are you turned on by this?" she asked...I turned beat red and nodded yes. "Your very good at this" she said. I smiled and she took her index finger and her middle finger and moved them to her shorts. I watched as she slowly moved them up and in the corner of her inner thighs and began fingering herself. I nearly passed out as she began to do this. I put my hand in my pants and began jerking off and she. As he walked by her, she shook her head in disbelief.Once inside the dressing room, Stephen took in his surrounding. The room was large, as befitting someone of her status. On the walls were photos of her in many roles, both in film and on the stage. A small kitchenette occupied one corner, and a pullout couch in another. It resembled more a small apartment than a dressing room."I'm so sorry for the misunderstanding," came the voice from behind a changing partition. "I totally forgot about. He has a weak chin, too, Simon thought. And beady little eyes. Simon managed to control his annoyance when Ron walked in and threw himself down on the couch as though he’d been coming there for ages. In truth, he’d only been there a couple of times, though not when Simon was around. He could at least wait for an invitation, thought Simon. ‘Got a beer?’ Ron asked. ‘Sorry, we’re out.’ Simon tried not to sound curt. Simon’s opinion of the other man fell further. He was not about to give Connie’s.