I gave his balls a gentle squeeze, turned back to my vanity, and the two of us finished dressing for the party.I was wearing a beautiful light blue ha...ter-top, mid-thigh dress that night, which crisscrossed below my big, natural 35DD tits, and tied around the back of my neck. It was low cut in front and back, so I couldn’t wear a bra with it, which is exactly how I liked it. It showed off my shapely legs, deep cleavage, and even some side boob. My tits would jiggle and sway as I moved about,. Carl’s face. His brow was furrowed like it had been earlier, but there was clearly lust in his eyes – the type of look she’d seen in the faces of guys at the clubs, except this was entirely focused on her in a way she’d never experienced before. “Good girl. Now, spread your legs wide.” With a sharp intake of breath, Katie did as he asked. Mr. Carl stared at her neatly trimmed pussy, feeling his cock grow even harder as he took in the slick wetness already showing between her swollen lips. . Before Tom had even finished that last sentence she had her hands down across her body and was pulling up the hem of her skin tight dress. The whole thing slid up and over her head in one graceful sweep. Jamie was now standing before Tom and all the others in just a lovely matching pair of black bra and briefs - but not for long. Those black pantie briefs were soon down on the floor and getting kicked up onto the chair were Katrina Bartell had folded Jamie’s dress. Jamie’s lovely soft pubic. Jake just looked at me and smiled and nodded his head, giving me that “you’ll be fine” look, just like he’d done with the sailor from the base bowling alley on Saturday night. And it had been fine that night. That guy had hardly gotten it in me before he’d come and it was all over.“Two hours,” Jake said, handing the black sailor the key to the room. “I’ll be around. Maybe across the street there in that Starbucks. He’s just a kid. Don’t ruin him. But first things.”Jake put out his hand and the.