I pulled up my underpants and lay on my side facing Bob.Softly I touched his chest ... "Want to play find the worm?" I whispered into his ear.Repeatin... almost every move Bob had made on my body - pinching his nipples, caressing his stomach, legs and thighs, running my fingertips over and up and down his hard swollen cock through his cotton underwear - I played the game as best I could and he seemed to respond exactly as I had except that he did not cum prematurely as I had at the first touch of. Craig and Katie followed and Craig’s eyes were wide open at Sara’s display but Katie didn’t look as impressed. On the dark dance floor Sara and I began to dance provocatively, with my hands reaching behind her and raising her skirt up showing of her black lacy thong and stockings, Sara gasped as I pulled her thong deep into her ass, this was the most exposed she had ever been in public and she whispered “I’m going to fuck you hard tonight you dirty sod, stop showing off for Craig”. I glanced at. So the TV simply replayed what was already “known.”At precisely 8:34 PM, the previous night, girls and women in three different states started screaming. Most collapsed. Many babbled incoherently. The same phrase, however, began to come from the women: “He raped me.”By 8:45, a full panic was in motion. At best guess, there were two dozen girls and women in the immediate area of the opera house who began to “witness” at once. Unknown to them, there were also over two hundred additional victims,. I tried my best to stay professional, but my baser instincts took over and I sat and gazed longingly up hers skirt. I hoped to God I wasn’t noticed, being arrested was not a fond thought. I was careful. I kept scanning the room, monitoring the test, all the while catching small glimpses of her smooth thighs and the treasure between them. Then it happened. I was in the midst of a particularly long look when she lookup up slightly. I was busted or so I thought. She stared off into space for a.