<strong>"While your help is certainly welcome, you need not worry about losing the chance. Any relief she experiences will only make her want more very shortly"</strong>This was said in the same hushed whisper so that only her little sister and their new friend could hear. Those fingers continued their teasing massage against ultra sensitive thinly veiled labia. The buxom blonde simply loved the sensations of the soft silk of the teddy's crotch slowly becoming soaked under her touch as that hot nectar steadily flowed. She knew she really should be watching for the bartender's return, but those blue green orbs couldn't keep from falling upon Dawn's naughty hips and Michael's straining bulge. She was so tempted to reach her left hand out to touch it, to offer Michael some pleasure as they all proceeded to enjoy the effect her fingers were having on the trembling redhead.<br/><br/>Those disobedient hips had only wrestled partial control from her mind as they continued their slow very slight forward and back rolling. The casual observer might not notice their motions, but with Michael knowing full well what was taking place, they'd likely be all too obvious to his eyes. Their words were making it all the more difficult for her to keep control, to keep the pleasure she was receiving as convert as possible. Her fingers were curling under the intensity of her inner battle, nails digging into the surface of the bar. She had been looking at Michael, bright emeralds staring at his crotch as her curiosity sparked her imagination to fill in the answers of the questions she obviously had about that certain special appendage that was causing his robes to tent so wonderfully. Michael placing his hand upon her caused her body to instantly freeze as those lust glazed orbs snapped from his crotch to stare into his own eyes. That warm smile widened as she gave a slow clear nod, the lust shimmering in her eyes seeming to plead for his aid. Long nimble tongue briefly appearing to moisten her northern lips as she wondered just how far Michael would take things in such a public environment.<br/><br/><strong>"Why not both? Her honey is rather addictive, even more so with the knowledge that you caused it's release"</strong>Speaking from experience in that low whisper, her left hand bringing that stein to her lips in order to take another long drink in an attempt to look less suspicious. After all she didn't want to have to head to their room just yet, especially as Michael was taking a step closer to Dawn. Eyes continued to follow that large bulge as it came so very close to actually making contact with the redhead's slightly writhing hips. Her own arousal was steadily climbing up to it's peak only a step or two behind Dawn's and Micheal's. Her left hand took a firmer grasp of the stein, the urge to allow it to wander was bordering on overwhelming. She tore her gaze away from Michael's obvious robe clad erection as the conversation turned toward his brother.<br/><br/>She watched as the younger man spoke with the bartender and seemed to be ignoring the three of them. She couldn't help but take Michael's words as a challenge, a challenge to get his brother under her bodysuit. Flashing Michael a rather wicked smile she would say<strong>"Challenge accepted! After all there's no greater confidence builder than causing a woman to writhe in orgasm after orgasm"</strong>She wished she could hear the conversation with the bartender. She wondered how long he'd stay away, how long she could keep such a firm pussy massage going.<strong>"Any pointers? What does he respond best to?"</strong>