Amy and Lucy danced and ground together in the middle of the room while Scarlet danced nearby, spurning the advances of men of all ages.After a few so...ngs, they put in another order for drinks and sat in one of the quieter corners chatting and laughing as the alcohol went to their heads. They danced and joked all night, each one of them dancing with each other, so that they all danced together at least once. What was curious was the fact that Scarlet tried her best not to dance too close to. Despite the heat, the firelight, the hormones and the alcohol, I somehow managed to pace myself. I couldn’t tell you how long we managed to make it all last, it may have been less than an hour but it felt like a lot more.At one point, I sat on the sofa and Caroline went down on me while Nathalie lay on her on the rug back and shuffled underneath her friend to eat her pussy. After Caroline had cum, Nathalie climbed on top of me, facing away from me and lowered herself onto my cock. Caroline. Although of course, it was his job to be across everything.They had seemed to hit it off, Em thought, Ambrose and David’s wife, whose name was Ngaire and who had grown up in New Zealand and had rather engagingly spoken of fush instead of fish when she ordered the lemon sole.She was a svelte and sexy blonde with nice legs and, Em judged from the conservative but promissory swell of her bust, very trim tits. She was a year or so older than Em, perhaps 10 years younger than Ambrose.Em had. I kiss her forehead and wonder how I happen to get her. Raising her head, I meet her stare. I can’t help but smile at her. She is absolutely glowing. Her hair has fallen over one eye and she smiles mischievously, I can see the shine of her tongue ring as she pokes it out at me. I feel her chest move as she giggles and blows in my ear. I can’t take it anymore… I have to have her one more time. Before she knows what hits her, I have her in my arms and I carry her to her bedroom. I put her on.