So this was her chance to really let it hang out. She had after seeing the bottoms come off the first girl, had almost decided to put her clothes back... on and leave but the music and excitement along with her fantasy of dancing nude in front of men was overpowering, as I said before she loved to dance but could be a klutz sometimes. She said the lights seemed to be much brighter when she took the dance floor. She tried to do her best and later said she had been over exuberant and when it came. The pale skin of her thighs and cheeks, the shades of pink growing darker towards the centre. As if colour was emanating from her and giving life to her form and, in that moment, to me as well. And I hungered for it.I dove straight in. It took Laura by surprise evident by the sharp exhale. No time for foreplay, and it had nothing to do with our arriving company. She wanted this, and part of her needed it as much as I did. My tongue was running up and down tasting all of her. Her skin got warmer. Ellen then got up and led him to our bedroom by his dick. They went at each other in a frenzy of passion, practically ripping off each other's clothes while I got out of mine.Practically oblivious to my presence, Ellen goaded Marty on. "Come on, give me that big cock, you fucker! Fuck me hard! Fuck the shit out of me now!" Marty positioned Ellen on her hands and knees on the bed and shoved his monster cock in from the rear in one mighty thrust, driving the wind out of her lungs with a whoosh. I. This top I have to tell you was quite revealing and most of the drink was seeping down her cleavage. She dried her tits in the most provocative way manageable and all I could do was stand there with my mouth open and my cock getting harder by the second.We talked for a brief while and I found out her name was Jo-Anne, she was a real cracker really petite and a bubbly sense of humour and we hit it off immediately, I couldn’t believe my luck when she said after a few minutes that I needed to.