The important men and their guests placed their empty drinks and food plates on the tray. Other women would come along and clear of the tray.At these ...parties, there were push trays that had finger foods and drinks on top but there were also the heads of two women, one on either end of the push tray, sticking above the top. The women’s bodies were scrunched under the push tray. Several of her classmates were assigned to push the trays around party room. Lots of times the important men would. He avoided touching her breasts and the shaved triangle at the apex of her legs. She assumed he was saving the best for last. He scratched her skin with his fingernails, raising goose bumps and leaving tracks across her back, neck, and arse. She tingled and the sensation burned in her mind long after the initial pain had passed.Rae felt her nipples harden and her pussy pulse: he could turn her on with a simple touch. But Rae wanted to feel him caress her, every inch of her body, and stimulate. But I desperately wanted to fondle and kiss those magnificent breasts and hear Angel moan. She also had thick black pubic hair I longed to run my fingers through. I had to keep all these feelings to myself. I dare not share them with anyone nor committ them to the pages of diary for of snoopy brothers discovering these secret desires. My earliest relationship was an older neighbor who seemed to have a supernatural insight into my thoughts. It made me blush at first to openly reveal these. .." She cooed, moving her hands up towards her tiny titties, pursing her lips as if she had an insatiable thirst only a thick clock could quench."My turn," boomed a deep voice from the back of the harem of men who were still basking in the afterglow, oozing happiness from the tips of their half-flaccid cocks. An Adonis entered the fray. He must have been 6 foot 4, with the washboard abs and thick biceps of a disciplined man with the greatest luck in genetics. She lazily looked up, and bolted.