I saw him say something to one of the guys next to him, who glanced back at me and then slapped him on the shoulder. I had no issue with his bragging ...bout me. Grabbing Becca's wrists, I gently eased her arms from around my waist and as I began to turn, told her, "Spin around for me."Becca gave me a big smile and turned around, leaning back into me with an eagerness that had me hoping she would be as eager for Doug as she appeared to be for me. My thoughts were cut off as her firm ass pressed. In no time I had a full hard-on. I wiped my hand across my chest to collect a slick combination of perspiration and sunscreen and quickly returned my hand to my erection. The lubrication made my cock feel even better as my hand slid up and down its length. I stroked slowly, especially on the down stroke and I gripped tightly at the base, causing my cock to swell even more and protrude seaward. Spreading my legs a bit wider, my balls, warm and hanging loose, swung forward and back in measure. Bryan was sexy to say the least. He leaned into me and said: "Don't worry, I got you. Drinks on me. Im Bryan by the way". I was stunned! I could smell his cologne and this alone made my panties instantly moist. I told him my name and we shared light talk and a drink until another song came on that made me sway my hips. He asked me to dance and I didn't deny him. I wanted to feel his dick pressed up against my ass while we danced. This man's sex appeal was so tantalizing I wanted to imagine that. They were all seated down by the table as Mrs Aziz was serving up. They all lived in the same apartment building. Aisha lived in the second floor with her mom and her dad was also in Mecca right now for his pilgrimage. Fatima lived on the 3rd floor and Noor lived on the 4th floor. The two other girls often joined Aisha for dinner but at night they went back alone to their apartments. Overall all 3 Arab girls were very close friends and backed each other up, especially when they got taunted by.