I began caressing her through the gown, worshipping the contours of her body with my hands. She was alternately firm, then soft (from the bones of her...shoulders to the suppleness of her breasts) strong (the arch of her back), then yielding (her buttocks), smooth (the flat of her stomach), then moist (between her legs). I accommodated her body’s desire to be free, by tearing the gown off her. Her nipples became hard with gratitude, and the goose bumps rising on her skin, sang their silent chorus. I then want you to put my pussy juice soaked panties into my mouth with duct tape over my mouth as well and then you walk up to me and put your hand firmly on my neck and give me a kiss on my forehead. you strip down and pull your belt off your pants and tell me to spread my legs as far as i can, i do as you tell me to, and you lightly start whipping my inner thighs and pussy, then across my stomach and whip each breast. then you sit next to me and start pulling my nipples and twisting them and. .. even ten minutes. I was too excited and libidinous to last more than a few minutes.Those minutes were spectacular. Heather had always been a responsive lover. She humped back in time to my thrusts. She caressed me and encouraged me to keep going. She verbalized her desires and helped me give her what she needed. I came like a freight train when I finally came, pumping what seemed like a gallon of semen and sperm into my lover.I rolled off and collapsed on the bed beside Heather. I had one. I let out a gasp and Mike knew what happened. After a few minutes of him rubbing the outside of my panties I decided to go to the women's room. When I came back my panties were in my purse. I leaned over to Mike and told him I took them off. He just grinned and said "You go, girl". A few minutes later Art discovered a hairy bush where my panties were before and proceed to finger fuck me right under the table. We stayed there about thirty minutes more with my pussy leaking more and more juice..