The lingerie models

Susan stood over me with a big smile on her face. She noticed I was looking over at Clare and Dave so she glanced over towards them before looking back at me again. She pointed at my knees and indicated for me to make a space for her. She leaned down to tell me something and over the loud music she asked me to hold onto her to stop her falling over. Then, just like before, she turned around and shuffled backwards into position. As she started bending forward I put both my hands on her hips and she reached around and placed her hands on top of mine. She started swaying her hips slowly and seductively as I held on to her tightly. I released my grip slightly and started rubbing my hands up and down her back and over her bottom. Susan looked round and smiled. When my hands reached her bottom I squeezed her bare buttocks before running my hands up and down her back again. After maybe the sixth or seventh repetition of this my hands lingered on her bottom and my thumbs traced up and down the lacy strap of her thong, following it down as it disappeared between her cheeks. I kept looking to see if she objected but she didn’t seem to mind at all. I removed my right hand and used my fingers to trace the thong all the way from the waistband at the base of her back down to where it started to split at the crotch. Susan arched her back and stopped swaying her hips. She reached back between her legs and our fingers met as I continued to trace her thong. My hand moved back up to the waistband