We would keep it small. Hopefully more girls than guys. We had invited our friends me, Robert Mitchell, my buddies Justin, Caleb, and Billy who everyone called Red. We had Melissa, a brown hair, brown eyed Senior stoner chick who was on and off dating Justin, Annice, an auburn haired Junior with a smart dhaka mouth and a dry wit who liked Caleb. The Thompson girls, Amber and August, one a Sophomore and one a Freshman, both blondes and a lot of fun, Jamie, the dance captain, a junior, and four freshmen girls, Jenna, Katy, Becky, and Callie. We felt like this gave us guys a good chance to get the alcohol flowing and maybe score with at least one of the bangla chicks that would be there. We got a keg of Bud light, a bunch of wine coolers for the girls, some Jack and some Jim Beam and put it in the barn. Then I went and picked up the Freshmen because they needed a ride. They were friendly enough until we got Katy in the car. Katy was about 4’11, maybe 5 feet tall. She was thin but athletic, cute, and acted like everyone camgirl should worship her indian for it. She wore bright red lipstick that didn’t quite look right on her otherwise beautifully pouty lips. She had dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, a sharp but cute nose. She was thin and didn’t really have any breasts to talk about, just slight rises under her Texas Rangers T-shirt. She had been an athlete and really into softball but had issues with some injuries during Junior High and was taking time off so she was fit if a bit too skinny. She started talking shit immediately. She made fun of the blue color of my Suburban and my custom stereo and back-up camera. She started trash talking my performance in the basketball playoffs earlier that year when I had gotten punched in the face and then thrown out when my coach yelled at the referee about it. We still won, but people thought it was funny I guess. I didn’t, I had to leave the game humiliated and had a black eye for a week! I hated this girl and couldn’t remember why she was bangladeshi invited in the first place. She always did this kind of shit. She was a stuck-up snot nosed little goody two shoes. I wasn’t even sure why she was coming to a party like this. I guess because she and Callie, who was as sweet as she was sour and almost as gorgeous, wanted to come hang out with me and have a few drinks and she wanted to “protect” her friend. We got to Chase’s and the night began. We were all mingling, listening to rock, rap, and country like all good redneck kids, and drinking. After a while Chase noticed that Katy wasn’t drinking. Chase went over and stopped the music. “WHOA EERYBODY” Chase slurred as desi he shouted, “We’ve got a party pooper over here!” Everyone turned towards where he was pointing. He was pointing directly at Katy. Katy did something I never thought I’d see. She hugged herself like she was trying to protect herself and shrank away from the attention. She was clearly uncomfortable with the situation. “KATY” Chase continued, “Everyone here HAS to have a drink. Period. If not you can get your ass on home right now.” Katy looked at Chase incredulously, “I had to get a ride with Robert, I can’t go home.” Chase laughed at here for a solid 10 seconds. “I guess you’d best get him to take your stuck-up ass back home then.” They all wore condoms, no one was allowed to cum in her at anytime.Jim had insisted, as had uncle Bill telling them. "Holy FUCK are you ok?" That's all I could say as Gwen gets off the seat to allow me to stand up. Tim groaned around my nipple. Todd takes the feather duster from the nightstand and tickles her breast. Her neck desi contracting around his shaft several times before indian she had to tip off in order to camgirl breathe. “I’m sure that your father will appreciate the sight.” Do bangla you have anything constructive to say to me, any questions?” He asked, trying to keep his temper. At the end of the hour, our jet landed, and we all stepped out to go inside the hanger to get our nicely bangladeshi rented minivans. My wide open, dripping pussy was about 2 feet from his face; and his bulging shorts dhaka were about 6 inches from my face. I moaned as I drank her jizz, watching her midnight tits heave above my head. It took a bit to pick everyone up. "Oh god please do.."