? Histone was complete; leaving no interpretation save that he was done dealingwith the peon. The man shrank like a wilting flower and disappeared int...o themaze of cubicles. Astonishingly this had awoken Christine from her dream trance of a workday. The woman had snapped her head upward, but her eyes remained in the cubicle. She's examining the room with her peripheral vision?afraid to make eyecontact Westin was now fully engaged in the woman. A new idea formed in his head andhe stalked over to. Then we started chatting and i was getting a bit uncomfortable and out of control . Then we started leaning on each other and where laughing. I could feel the hands of guys on my thighs pressing slowly. I was feeling good by those touches. I had 2 more drinks. Then i was suddenly feeling a bit bad. I was not being able to open my eyes properly. They offered me to dance i said ok. They all stood up and took me to the dance floor. At that moment moment i was aroused completely. I could feel one. I felt his head slip past my lips and I tasted his salty yet sweet precum.The women around us were no longer screaming with excitement. They watched in a trance as the dancer held my head in his hands and slowly pumped his hard throbbing meat in and out of my virgin mouth.His cock was a full 8" hard and my jaw was stretched wide as he slowly fucked my mouth. My eyes watered and I fought my gag reflex as his big cock slid down my throat. A steady stream of precum drooled from the tip and coated. Madison Freemantle on the piano in the ballroom of the country club, her friends just about attacked me in a frenzy of lust.They swarmed over me like an army of red ants at a picnic, and before I knew it I was on the hardwood floor with my pants down around my ankles, and several women with expensive haircuts competing to see who could do a better job of sucking me off."Oh, Muffy, stop it, you're no good at this," a blonde in a pink tennis outfit said, pushing Mrs. J. French Pennington off my.