As the class walked from display to display, following the guide, we started falling further, and further behind the group. I took every chance I coul... to get my hand back on her ass, and she let me.Michelle was doing the same, trying to get her hand on my cock. She’d slowly walk in front of me, then reach behind her grabbing at my cock. Every time she did that, my pants got tighter, and I would walk funny. Then it happened, my chance.Michelle was doing her slow walk in front of me, but instead. He was definitely unhappy because I had been having so much success; however, he did understand that I was wounded too badly to chase bad guys right now. In any case, he would really be in trouble if I just quit, so he backed down when he received my promise to return to work as soon as I could.As it turned out, I had a good use for the time that I was home. I had a chance, now, to learn my part of the wedding ceremony, and I set to it with a will. Oh, Man, I had no idea what I was letting. I guess I was looking quite good that night. Just a shade over six foot tall, I stood looking slightly down at her 5'6" frame. Battered Converse shoes and grey jeans complemented the worn green Thunderbirds shirt I had on. A sheepish smile crept across my face, with its square jaw and thick framed glasses set below a tousled head of auburn hair. She stood closer to me and ran her hands over my broad shoulders, tracing a line down my torso to hook her fingers in the waistband of my jeans. She. The men studied her expression. They saw the lovely young woman's face relax. She bit her lip gently, as if in concentration. She looked as if she might be enjoying it! Jill knew what they were thinking, but she didn't care. She had to get through this any way she could. The shame burned deeply inside her but none of this was her fault.As the deep fucking continued, Jill became conscious of a new phenomenon. Her clitoris, always a very sensitive organ, was trapped between the cock and the wall.