As hecame back he said, “Who wants to dance.”We all got up and hit the dance floor. It seemseverybody was looking at the six foot girl in...thesee-through blouse and short skirt. I had anincredible hard-on and Nancy was really gettinginto it. Grinding her hips into my constrainedbulge. Occasionally she would turn her back to meand press her ass against my cock.I got my teasing in too. I would brush up againsther breasts and erect nipples at every opportunity.She was on fire. She. Carol realised there was going to be no respite as the lolling figure grinnedand nodded at the woman, making an unmistakable rocking motion with his handsas he did so. The woman lifted the cord again and the slow relentless masturbationcontinued. Carol bit her lip, the breath hissing in her nose as she tried toignore the maddening friction of the wet panties against her body. The woman,eyes fixed on Carol's increasing arousal, was working with a diabolical skill,moving her hands up and down in. She replied only if Idid as she was having a lot of fun. I confessed that Ialso was enjoying our anniversary evening. Watching herbecome the plaything of a group of men was the sexiestthing I had ever seen.Just then the waitress brought us two drinks. She saidthey were sent over by the men at the bar. As we lookedin their direction, they raised their glasses to us, sowe did the same back.I pointed out to Beth that if we stayed there, theremay be a good chance that these men would want morethan. “Now!” I insisted. Still no response.“NOW!”“Oh too much shouting, naughty boy,” she said, “Time for you to be quiet”And with that she hunched herself up and sat squarely on my face, soaking wet pussy covering my mouth and nose. She ground her pussy into my face. I did my best to lick her but with little success and she bore down on to me. Occasionally I was allowed a breath here and there. “Enjoying it down there?” She asked and she continued to grind into my face.“Yelurgh…” was all I.