Karen looked at him impatiently and asked. “Well, what do you want, me to take my top off?” He kinda nodded and she said no. “Come on, just the ...shirt.” He said. She reluctantly agreed and pulled her shirt off. He cupped and squeezed her breasts through her bra. The guy that was to her right on the couch put his hands on her shoulders and began rubbing her neck and back. As he did another of the guys put his hand on Karen’s plump stomach and ran it up to her breast and squeezing firmly. I could. She moans her pleasure in response to him. Once he gets just past her hips, he removes his lips and his hands from her body and there is another brief pause. He stands back for a moment and watches her as her body trembles, smiling at the affect that he is having on her. When he comes back to her he starts at her feet, gently massaging and kissing them before making his way slowly up her legs. As he gets to her inner thighs he slows down, his face mere inches from her. I was drunk enough to be dancing very close to him, holding tightly and rubbing up against him. It felt good. His hands on my hips and ass felt good as well. It probably would have felt good if I was sober. But I firmly believe if I had been sober it would have stopped there.Chido was nibbling on my ear as we were dancing. Slow. They had all been slow for a while now, hadn't they? We were holding each other tightly, and I could feel his erection pushing into me. I pressed into it harder. It. I knew as I walked down the platform, where my father waited for me, if I raised my arms to embrace him, my pert posterior with be on show, that's how short my hemline was, so when he came into view, a sudden rush ran through my body, emanating from my pussy.I pushed the ticket through the exit barrier and ran to him, and felt his arms go around my waist. Ever conscious of my nakedness beneath the few clothes I was wearing, I returned his affection somewhat limply.I the car he asked me if I was.