”“Uh, now, ma’am?” Kristen asked politely.“Yes, now,” Jennie demanded. “I want you to wear a short skirt, heels and a tee shirt. Clear?�...��“Very,” was Kristen’s answer. “May I ask a question?”“Yes,” she said“What about my underwear?” She asked in a voice so timid that she herself hardly recognized it.“Panties only,”was Jennie’s quick decision.Kristen hung up and got ready. She discovered herself to be really wet between the thighs already. She knew that she was sinking further and further into. As the evening wore on, I was just used as a sex object to be fucked or cummed on. A gaping cunt and ass to be filled with cock and cum. The men were now starting to dwindle as after they had cum, (some for a second or third time) they would dress and leave. Eventually there was only about 7 guys left and the theatre owner. I slowly started to pull my dress and shirt on and Phil was talking to them inviting them home to continue fucking me there.They all readily agreed, and followed us out of. She had never wanted a man so badly in her life. Jeff came over and freed the pop princess of her sneakers and pants. He then ripped the black panties from their owner with a tear. She did not care that her underwear was ruined, all she cared about was feeling his manhood inside her body.The young man roughly grabbed her smooth ass and pulled her toward him. He placed the very tip of his member inside her outer walls, and then with one powerful thrust he unceremoniously inserted himself in her. Owen shared a little more about his life under question. Pam and Owen seemed to hit it off. The portent of sex with Dave and Alice with the others helped as an icebreaker. Everyone seemed to want to be further along with feelings of intimacy about each other.As Alice and Dave watched, they could see the relationship between Owen and Pam blossom over dinner. They were clearly in harmony with each other and obviously liked each other a lot.Among the linkages that neither Dave nor Alice had made.