Today's outfit showed off her long legs and clear skin wonderfully.By this time, she'd made it to the front of the line and I watched as she chatted c...heerfully with the barista while he started filling her order. Her high tinkling laugh drifted to me across the noise of the cafe as they shared some unknown joke. I felt a moment of envy for the man serving her. I wanted to have those green eyes flashing at me – to have that laugh responding to some comment of mine. Then I acknowledged the envy. I carefully slowly pushed it down her shoulders and arms, whispering in her ears, “You got such a lovely body, soft skin, Srishti.” She could feel my dick make its move in my shorts, and she could feel my heat too. Her fingers now firming their grip on my thighs.I kept my fingers paying on her back and moving to feel the skin of her boobs.She asked me, “You wanted to see me in this lingerie right, I saw you staring at them.”I said, “Yes, who would not like to see you in that? You are a too hot. They paid the nominal admission fee and made their way to the banquet room. The room was decorated in a rather festive manor, with big balloons and colorful ribbons appropriate for the holidays. A hired DJ was playing old school dance music, or disco as we used to call it, over a large PA system. After a few moments Sam spoke. “Let’s head over to the bar.” said Sam. “Oh, I’m with you bother.” replied Bill. The bar was relatively crowded and it was standing room only. For the most part the women. Jimmy's mind was a blank. There were no longer any thoughts of why. There was no real thought at all. Only the instinct to serve and please. Whatever focus he managed was on his pain, and the pleasure of the men inside him. His balls were being squeezed, his neck was being bitten, his ass and throat were being relentlessly fucked, and yet, it all seemed right. His efforts were directed to only two things. Providing maximum pleasure to the cocks violating his throat and ass, and maintaining eye.