Get onto the dance floor.

The two of you push your way through the crowded dance floor until you're in a spot where you have enough room for the two of you. You begin to dance - the music is unfamiliar, but there's a steady enough beat for you to maintain a decent rhythm. You're not the best dancer in the world, but you're not too shabby. Not that it matters, Gemma is far more concerned with grinding up against you, and you can feel your cock hardening beneath your pants as she turns around and presses her ass up against you. For a moment she breaks away from you and bends over, hiking up her mini dress so that you can see her panties. Sheer burgundy panties - the very same ones you picked out a week earlier. And there's no mistaking it - the dried remnants of your cum still staining the fabric. You feel your cock twitch at the incredible sight.

Gemma slides her dress back down and moves back towards you, wrapping her arms around you as she sways with the music. She presses her tiny tits up against your body, her hands moving up and down, occasionally caressing your cock firmly, all the while gazing up at you were her beautiful eyes. She reaches up and grabs the back of your head, pulling you down so she can give you a deep kiss. You want nothing more than to take her right here, right now, on the dance floor, and you're pretty sure that Gemma would have no problem at all with it. As you're lost in your thoughts of railing this hungry vixen, tasting her sweet saliva, you feel another pair of hands grab a hold of your torso and pull you away.

You're stunned as you watch the face of Alex moving towards you, sliding her tongue in between your wet lips and into your mouth.