I closed my eyes and masturbated, my lithe body arched, my buttocks rising from the seat, the fleshy pads of both my ankles flattening, as they became...the pivotal points, taking my body weight as my impending orgasm started building from my curled toes and travelled the length of my calves, thighs, taught buttocks, my fingers gliding between my labia and hooking inside my vagina, with expert rapidity, titillating my budding pearl, a clear sheen on its well polished pink surface, as my finger. However, the people it was a ton of adults, I was still that where I really couldn't talk to an adult for more then 5 minutes and they were children but most of them were girls like, 5-9 year old girls, yeah I don't think they really wanted to talk either. So, my mom said "go to that room that’s where the other boys are." While motioning me off like a pest. I walked in to the room and, there were two boys only. They looked pretty nice, I mean for looks too for their age I guess they. I must admit that it was a great turn on knowing the effect I was having on him and I started whispering my plans to him as we walked knowing it was making him rock hard .I suggested we go for coffee first so we could catch up on things as I wanted to check on his progress .I sat across from him taking him in ,he was blond with stunning blue eyes and a body to die for, I found my mind was wondering to all the things I wished I could do to him and with him and My foot started to run up and down. Now for me coming from a conservative family where they expected me back at home by 8pm latest this was both worrying and exciting. Eventually I gave into her and on that day I got a cab to her place fully dressed in my hijab and scarf with a bit of makeupHowever when I arrived at the gates, I could hear R&b music playing and when Jane opened the door and hugged me I could see over her shoulders inside the house a full party was going on with loads of black boys and girls and some white boys.