“Ready!” she declared. Mrs. Somerset sat down on a folding chair that someone, most probably Erin, must have put up, and Elaine snuggled her back ...against Bridget, who wasted no time before her hand went inside her friend’s bikini bottoms. A smooth, latex-clad finger touched my pussy. I sighed softly, feeling my impatient snatch throb with desire. But wait - the pressure slowly increased, and it wasn’t just one finger. Two, no, three fingertips pushed against my entrance. Erin wasn’t wasting. I arrived as it was nearing midnight and many young women at this particular Halloween party were well on their way toward scandalous behavior that would be talked about for months. There were so many released inner sluts at the party that only the most awkward or pathetically ugly young man would have to go home tonight unsatisfied.As I entered the door I ignored the abundance of low-hanging fruit waiting to be picked and headed straight for the bar. I knew that the woman I was interested in. His hard dick pulsed and started jerking in her mouth. Leah’s mouth filled with the taste of his salty cum. She gulped the juts down and licked her lips clean. She was just as pissed as Dan about the Blackhawks losing game three, and she wanted her to release her disappointment through her pussy. Leah reached up and tugged at the top of his jeans, pulling them down his legs. She stood up, kicking off her red Converse shoes and unzipped her torn denim jeans, shimmying them down her legs and. As she rinsed the soap from my arse, my mother couldn't see my now fully-erect cock as I was facing away from her, towards the wall. Only I knew about my harnd-on and I started to worry what she might say if she saw it. "Come on, turn around. Lets give that little soldier a wash now." The words I'd dreaded were finally here.I stood fast, reluctant to move. "Whats wrong?" she asked. "You haven't gone all shy on me have you? I've seen it before today, many times." I realised there was no escape..