<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">MidnightKisses' self-indulgence</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=129495.msg5832282#msg5832282">Quote from: MidnightKisses on 06-02-2012, 21:55:23</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Lacey Moore<br/>Location: Lounge<br/>Tagged: Watching micheal, lexa, sara, and ben. Anyone else<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://cdnimg.visualizeus.com/thumbs/5e/40/eyes,girl,woman,beautiful,green,eyes,photography-5e404b7e74a94b98a3d19b66c5f1c04c_h.jpg)</div>After wondering around and watching a few marvilous couples and groups she was very ready for her turn but being the slightly introverted person she was Lacey was afriad to walk up to someone of a group of people and start somthing. Stadning out of the way she slid her hand up her dress and started to touch herself hopeing to give herself the release she needed and hoped it would give her some courage to go talk or jump someones bones.<br/><br/>Watching the four on the couch the leaned agianst a wal and started to dip her fingers in to her hot pussy and used her thumb to rub her clit, she could feel her legs shake as she worked herself into a frenzy, her breathing was already ragged and she deeply wished for her own partner but she didnt move to look for one becasue she was insecure and was afriad no one would want to be her partner.<br/><br/>(Short post...Sorry)<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div></div></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f110/Evil_Vampire123/Sexyguy-7.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Gino Freiland<br/>Accent: Dutch<br/>Location: Arriving at the front door with the intent of moving into the Lounge<br/>Tagged: Approaching Lacey Moore</strong><br/><hr/><br/>It had been quite the roadtrip, Gino had to admit, coming all the way out here to this secluded mansion in the wilderness. Stepping out what was surely his current most prized possession, a sleek black Dodge Charger R/T 2010, he peered over the edge of his sunglasses at the surrounding area. It was indeed quite secluded. Down below he could see the city, but he doubted anyone could see them. It was like a whole different world, waiting to be explored.<br/><br/>The initial journey to even be part of this... event had been quite a little trial. A whole lot of secrecy and faceless messages later had found the young NBC film director on the doorstep of this building, starting a new<del>   </del>hopefully exciting<del>   </del>chapter in the story of his life. Sure, he had been prone to have a sexual adventure or two during his years at college and after, but this on a whole new level. And it thrilled him to bits!<br/><br/>An eager smirk was plastered across his lips as he approached the front door. He was about to lay his fist onto its surface when he noticed the notes attached to it. The event would have been well underway by now, so it was no surprise he found small notes saying "Come on in" and "The door's open" stuck to the door, left behind for late comers such as himself. To be honest, Gino had wanted to be here on time for the start, but got delayed by some goofball losing the original file for the storyboard of the movie he was producing. It took quite a bit of effort, but the production team should be on schedule again. Even so, he made sure to keep his phone on at all times<del>   </del>vacation or no vacation.<br/><br/>Softly pushing against the door, he entered the nicely decorated mansion he would be staying at for the time being. Spotting some people already getting quite intimate in the lounge, he set down his bags near the coatrack and casually made his way towards them. On the couch were four people, with a girl watching them from a distance, over by the wall, touching herself. With a playful smile, he steered away from the couch he was heading towards and over to the girl by the wall.<br/><br/>"Wouldn't you want to join them?" he asked her with a half raised eyebrow, slipping his sunglasses off. With a smile, he added with a slightly playful tone, "Or are you waiting for someone in particular?"