“Why doesn’t he give us a show?”“Yeah,” the other said, and then chanted, “We want Joe! We want Joe!”Carol came out from behind the bar ...to stand in front of me. “Come on, sweetie,” she said, “dance for us.” A wicked grin was on her face. She took me by the hands and pulled me from the safety of the sofa. Then, “You too, Frank.” She pulled him to his feet too.Frank and I stood in silence as Carol crossed to the stereo unit, putting on some hard bass song. The women quickly adjusted their. At least ten minutes passed and she kept a constant rocking and bouncing pace pulling her long hard nipples roughly and moaning more and more loudly. She eventually leaned forward and pressed her huge breasts against John's face and when his lips closed on her nipple, she shuttered wildly and with just ten more strokes she was screaming in orgasm again. Bailee collapsed over John and he wrapped her tightly in his strong arms. John allowed Bailee to recover for a while and then he reignited her. I first looked at my lingerie,then my gaze shifted to an old, thin dress which was now a bit short for me, and then looked at t-shirt which was a bit too tight for me, feeling so naughty considering the effect it would have on the man if he saw me dressed in either of those. All these thoughts passed through my head in a jiffy, yet were enough to keep me aroused. I then picked out an old sleeveless top, whose neck had lost its shape, and would just fall open if I bent forward, giving anyone in. I proposed we play a game with each other. We should ask each other questions about ourselves, and if we get them right, the askee should take off a piece of clothing. He agreed and the game begun. Justin knew a lot more about me than I had thought he would. As a result I was the one who was naked first. Take it off. I urged him to do the same. As soon as I had ripped his pants off of him, Almost Easy had started to play. Wanna make this our song? I asked half feverishly. Absolutely, he said,.