<strong>Eliza</strong><br/><br/>Eliza could not help the small scream that escaped her lips, she was watching the man intently, his gyrations a sight to behold. Eliza started to fan herself in an exaggerated way especially when he moved towards her, as he settled down in front of her she could feel the wetness of her body she let out a small ooh noise as she saw his muscles contract and wanted to sweep her hands over his body, to feel what he was made of. She imagined sliding her hands down his back and along his arse onto his rigid stomach down to his cock - she had to stop herself, her body was reacting to the music and his sexy movements, she looked away hoping to control her reactions, but as she looked over to Emi and Sandra she gasped as the two of them were fondling each other openly and Emi legs were parted, Eliza did not know what to focus on both sights had her glued to the spot.<br/>She looked over finally to Avery, the bride -to-be who looked more relaxed and less wasted, her face was flushed and she looked excited, her eyes wide as he moved and swayed, he looked towards Miranda and Eliza laughed at his<em>you’re next </em>look.<br/><br/>