We continued to touch ourselves; I ran my hands up and down his hard body while looking into his green eyes. When I just could not stand it any longer...I slid his fingers between my thighs and whispered for him to finger me there in the darkness of the dance floor. As he slid his fingers up my thighs and between my wet lips I could feel the heat from my body grow intensely. I was glancing to make sure Victor and our friends were still watching us and I started to fondle his crotch, feeling his. But nothing happened. Sitting on the edge of orgasm, Jared's hips pumped faster into his mom's hand, the feeling building to a crest that never broke to that wave of pleasure.After a few moments more of forcefully manipulating his dick, Karen took her hand from his cock, saying "I guess you don't want out that badly, now do you?" She licked the precum from her hand with a wet, pink tongue. "Mmmm... I was looking forward to slurping down all that cum, too..." Ah well," she sat back on her. All of the houses in this area were pretty big with well kept lawns and street that looked as good as the first day they were paved, you got to be strapped to live our here. Sheela's house did not disappoint, it was the only one on this side that was gated, as I pulled up I pushed the buzzer and the gate opened. I looked up and saw the camera so she knew it was me, I pulled up to the front expecting her to meet me at the front door but instead the garage door opened. I stayed put for a few. The family was ridiculously wealthy; Lady Veronica probably controlled more money than the other five women at the table combined. They were also known for their wicked parties, the best in the fetish community, anywhere.Jutte von Stern, the German woman, loomed over the end of the table, a Teutonic presence that seemed to menace those around her, just by her presence. Jutte was in her mid-40s, with golden-blonde hair falling in gentle, gracious curls to her shoulders. She had a classic,.