” I giggled and tried to give him a sincere smile, but I could tell that he was serious. My head was beginning to hurt and feel dizzy at the same ti...me from all the drinks from the party and the car ride, it was a nauseating feeling. Go on sweetie” I heard a voice from the backseat, we'll take good care of you…” It was Rob, I turned and saw a smile on his face as he stared at me and licked his lips. Well…,” I stared out the window, there was no one outside and pretty much the only light I could. I put the hold-up to one side but Laurence pulled the stocking over his cock and used it as he wanked his hard-on. It was then that I heard the squelching of Rosy’s pussy over the sound of the music. I looked over to see the whole area around her cunt glistening with her juices that she must have spread around her groin. She was using two fingers to hold her puffy pussy lips apart and she was pushing two fingers of her other hand into her hole. Rosy had her eyes firmly fixed upon my Dee’s. He began to call Ivy, but there was no signal on his phone.Damn, impeccable timing for this stupid phone to lose the signal. As hewas mulling over what to do next, he saw her. Ivy had just walked intothe room full of crowd and she looked amazing.She wore a black long sequin dress with long sleeves which wrapped herbody tightly accentuating her luscious curves. The low cut v-neck showedenough cleavage. Her dress split at one of her thighs exposing her darkstocking clad long legs with high heeled. She snorted, then drew a deep breath. ‘Well, I’d say you managed to beat me,’ the girl said, taking off her soaked sweatband. ‘And I nearly qualified for the Olympics, so that’s quite something.’ She stuck out her hand, and Greg shook it. ‘Rosita Flores. You?’ ‘Greg Wilson,’ Greg said. Rosita seemed to wince at his handshake, which was surprising. He hadn’t squeezed her hand, or anything. It was just a regular handshake. ‘Damn,’ Rosita said. ‘I don’t recognize you, and with a race like that,.