I sipped on a JD and Coke in the shadows, looking out for Ben and occasionally getting a glimpse of him across a crowded dancefloor.I ignored the lech...rous stares as best I could, politely turning down numerous offers to dance or drink. After about 20 minutes of planning some sort of attack there was an incident on the edge of the dancefloor. As far as I could tell one of Ben's mates, dressed as John Travolta in Staying Alive, had snatched his light sabre and whacked someone over the head with. Slowly I let the dress fall away from my huge tits exposing them fully. The tequila and his desire were getting to me. My nipples were hard and pointing straight out. His mouth had dropped open and he didn't speak. He smiled and said he had been dreaming of them since he met me. They were so much better in person then in his dreams. He started to reach out to touch them and the stopped to ask permission. Hell at this point I wanted him to touch them. I wanted him to grab them and squeeze the. I opened it to find the head of the local police, Robert Wilks, in full uniform standing there. So was this the mystery guest?I invited him in as he cast his eyes over my body. It is always funny when a guy talks to me but stares at my tits instead of looking at my face. Just then Sue walked back into the living room. I gasped at that she was wearing. A latex cat suit, thigh-high boots and a flogger all in black. Her hair was pulled back into a pony tail. “Hello Mistress” he said. Sue scowled. And hung bi-sex men,” Nikki teased.“What about you Nick? Tell us about your sexual fantasies?,” Sarah asked as she crossed her legs for him as her very short skirt rode up to show him her glorious thighs.“I love another couple watching me bring Nikki to orgasm with my tongue. Though at the moment my fantasy is having you sit on my face while I lick you to orgasm while the other two watch.”“And so you shall,” Sarah smiled, her face flushed. “Be warned, I am multi-orgasmic.”An extra buzz with.