While going to the room, I realized that everyone had left the place to watch the last event of the fest. We were the only ones’ in that block, or p...rhaps in that area. It seemed that all the odds were in favor of me.On reaching the room, she sat on a bench opposite to me. I started cleaning her face using a wet cloth. I could feel her getting erotic as my hand moved across her face. After the face it was time to clean the area between her throat and the tip of her dress (near to the cleavage).. Part 2 was about to happen. My father came to the door, talked up Artie a bit and then they sat down in the living room with me already waiting on the couch. My father sat next to me and we all talked for a bit. I had to make it look realistic, so I started rubbing my father’s cock through his pants. Artie and my father talked for a quite a bit, drinking with conversation. Part 2 of the plan was to get Artie pretty well hammered. But Artie knew he couldn’t drink too much, he had to shell me out. “In a moment, it’s been ten days for me,” Amanda sighed as the pleasure radiated from her organ to every part of her body. Her mind was flooded by the pleasure. But Amanda didn’t want it to go too far and with some disappointment had to pull Suzette’s hand away.She adjusted her position on the couch, and laid face down on the couch, her head on Suzette’s thigh. Amanda gently and slowly began running just the tips of her fingers along Suzette’s thighs, from the tops of knees, over the stocking. Ever since he'd discovered the new clips over the weekend, it had been difficult for him to stop thinking of Corinne Holland. He'd resisted the temptation to sneak round to her house, hoping for a glimpse; resisted all the other temptations which came disturbingly close to stalking. He wouldn't have seen her here now if he hadn't taken the short cut home and caught sight of her car. Wondering what it was doing, standing on its own just in from a back road, he'd crept closer. And then he'd seen.