At the time neither of us had a high tolerance for alcohol and about 6 beers later we were feeling pretty good. The bartender was a friend of hers an... knew what was going on in her life so when Kathy wanted to dance she cleared away some tables and cranked the stereo. We spent a few hours dancing like drunk girls tend to do, all sexy on each other and leaving the male patrons to wonder "Is this free?" (Lol)We stayed til close then danced our way across the parking lot to her basement. I took my hand out.She moved away angrily.I was confused. What if I’ll do if she says to her parents,I become so tensed up I searched for her she was standing at terrace.(no one was there) I called her name.She shouted what.? At an angry tone.I said sorry Deepti.Deepti.! She asked to throw your sorry.Screw you vicky what’s wrong with you.Why did you do like that?I put my head down and standing fearfully ,many questions were running through my mind.I said to her I couldn’t control your so. ” Troy replied. “That one WAS pretty Man with the Golden Gun, all right.”Mander and Helen both smiled when Troy wasn’t looking. Mander had only known Troy a few days, but he knew as well as Helen that James Bond was how one appealed to Troy Equals.“And now,” the Auctioneer announced. “Our final item of the evening. The one you’ve all been waiting for. Our featured item. Lot fifteen: Springheel.”It was wheeled out on a cart like the other items, the suit on what Helen hoped was a dummy, standing. Martin probably had the biggest cock of all of us and I don't know how Maggie had been able to suck him off, let alone get it all in her mouth, but she was really good at that. When Martin had finished fucking her, she said that she needed a rest and maybe a shower and a drink. The guys broke their asses, fetching her a drink and showing her where the shower was. While she was having her drink, the guys were busy rubbing her tits and ass and, when she paused between sips, one of them was.