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"Oh, wait, drinks are here!" Sam quickly cried, grabbing his boxers and pulling them back over his cock, forcing Monica to let go.

Monica looks at him surprised for a moment, and instead reaches over to take another drink as Shelly sits down.

"This place is getting expensive." Shelly slowly said, talking to Sam as Monica and Emma returned to making out.

Sam looked at her quizzically. "What do you mean?"

Shelly blushed a little. "Apparently a T-shirt isn't enough for the second round. I had to give him my underwear too."

Sam mouth gaped open. He wasn't sure if he was more surprised that he knew Shelly was now sat there with nothing under her white dress, or the fact that she was so openly telling him.

It was Emma who responded first though. Her foot shot up under the table, between Shelly's legs and lifting up the hem of her dress. "Ooooh, no panties huh?" she asked.

To Sams surprise Shelly didn't stop her, and your momentarily afforded a view of her moist, shaved pussy before the dress settles back down, Emma's foot still firmly between Shelly's legs. "Do you mind?"

Emma smiled at her coyly. "Not at all do you?"

Shelly appeared stunned for a moment and then suddenly stiffened up, Emma's foot clearly making contact under the dress, and drawing a gasp from Shelly.

"Well, if you two are gonna have fun." Monica suddenly says, her hand darting once more to Sam's boxers. "We might as well join in."