." JC left off with a shrug. "They'll not know what to expect from you, and that's always a good thing."I frowned at him and we left the hotel room. I... couldn't help patting my hair and fidgeting. My hair was of course in a loose upswept do, soft but under control.JC grinned ear to ear, holding the elevator door opened for me. The man was charm in itself when he wanted to be. Even without his hat he was still right out of Hollywood.Downstairs in the convention room, the place sparkled. The hotel. Aside from her shoes, she wore a tiny black "slut" dress and thong. The guy slipped into position behind her, pressed himself against her ass, and cupped her breasts with his hands. She looked down, saw the color of his hands, looked back up at me with an evil grin, blew me a kiss and turned to face him. I returned to our table by the dance floor and settled in to watch the show.At once I could see that they were swapping spit already and his hand was under the front of her little dress. The. Every time we got in and out of the taxi I would give her a long deep kiss, grab her ass and push my ragging cock against her. I can't even imagine the amount of pre cum I must have been oozing. We make it in to our room, I've got my hand down the back of her short skirt. She gets naked and jumps in the shower. She comes out a dozen minutes later naked, looking so fucking sexy. She's got small tits, she's tight, tiny bush above her pussy but no hair on the side - natural.I bend her over, and. I jumped, as I felt a hand at my groin. Mary smiled at me, as she pressed her hand to the front of my shorts. “I think you’re enjoying watching those two, as much as me, by the feel of this.”I inched away from her, as I pushed her hand away. Then I saw Nandi’s eyes on me and I think she shook her head. Once more, Mary’s hand touched me, and this time, squeezed. I saw Nandi smile, was it a nod? I’m sure it was.I sat still, completely unsure of the situation. Then another hand was pressing my.