Ariel grinned against Derrick's mouth.  This was more what she had originally hoped for.<br/><br/>Her tongue slid gently and electrically along his, in a slow courtship that slowly became a very addictive and pleasant feeling.  When their tongues weren't touching, she sucked on his lips, or if she had managed to coax his tongue into her mouth, she sucked firmly upon his tongue.  The thought of the others watching was just that more erotic.  She didn't really care if anyone was keeping track of the time, as the warmth and passion from Derrick was slowly increasing.<br/><br/>Knowing that there were other people in the room, she wasn't sure what to do with her hands.  Finally, after picking at his shirt and a bit of fumbling, she decided to rest her hands lightly on his shoulders.  There her fingertips moved tenderly over his shirt and felt the toned muscles that lay underneath.  She idly wondered if she could dare all the men to take their shirts off on her next turn.  Though she didn't really want to waste a dare on that.  Not when this dare was giving her this much pleasure.