The twenty-one-year-old Claire couldn't get away from the spotlight whilst she danced with every man who stole her hand. Claire didn't care about their shapes, sizes or looks because she just wanted to dance the night away.
The dance floor was a busy place at the fundraiser, which was held place at the new, but still under construction, playhouse mansion for the youth of the little town. And on that dance floor she had spent most of her time since her arrival.
All eyes of the males present at the fundraiser was on her curvaceous figure and quite a lot of them had danced with the young mother to explore her beauty with their hands. Their desire for her beauty was an established fact in the little town and it was only made worse when Claire had dressed in such a stunningly beautiful dress.
It could remind of a wedding dress due to its angelic looking fabric of a heavenly white and due to a cute flowery train, which fell down from the hemline underneath her ass to her pretty ankles, but that is where the similarities ended. Because in the front, there was no train to hide the very short hemline of her dress, which ended just beneath her pussy.
This meant she couldn't sit down without her bare pussy showing to everyone and it was as short in the back beneath the train, which meant if she swung around a little too much on the dance floor, which she did as much as possible because she loved to dance, the spectators could see the underside of her outstanding bubble butt.
It also meant that her dynamite legs could be ogled by every male eye at the fundraiser. And if her shapely thighs didn't spellbind people to an eternal state of lust for her tanned body of perfection, then the deep cleavage caused by her dress would finish the job.
The white dress was held up by two spaghetti straps and the silky material fell down until it barely covered her nipples in a wide v that ended just below her breasts, which meant she had to wear tape as to not have a constant wardrobe malfunction.
Her breasts looked ridiculously good and Claire was beyond happy with how almost all of them were on display in a mouth-watering cleavage. And she loved how the tight material of the dress developed from the looser shape up top to become so impossibly skin-tight around her ass, which meant she showcased each globe of her perfection to everyone along with
Claire's plan was to try and outshine her little sisters who would also be present at the fundraiser, by being the biggest tease there, but such a task would be challenging with such hot little sisters.
Despite the spotlight being on her 99% of the time, there was still the last remaining percentage that gathered around her little sisters, but hopefully they wouldn't be like the sexual predators she endured on a daily basis.
This is why she had dressed like she did, to save her sisters from the many predators and leave them with the men who would only admire them and never harm them. That way, they wouldn't have to defend themselves from the hands that wanted to explore your body as if you were the most delicious candy in the store, because they would be touching all over Claire.
In this moment, Claire had taken a much-needed pause from the dance floor to stand behind a counter in the built-in kitchen area, engaged in conversation with the mayor himself, the director of the upcoming town play and her principal from the private school she had begun attending to perhaps finally get a degree.
They all stood on the other side of the counter, talking solely with her and dismissing everyone else because when she was present, there was nobody else.
The counter was tall enough that she could lean her elbows on top of it while playing with her drink. The men could easily stare down her top, although it wasn't necessary because of her outrageous cleavage, and they were drinking her beauty in bigger dozes than their drinks.
The mayor spoke about the importance of this playhouse to keep the youths occupied and away from activities that in the mayor's eyes threatened the stability of their society. Within this mansion they could play and have fun with workers keeping an eye on them and he burned so passionately for the cause of helping the youth to a better social life that Claire found herself listening with ease.
The other men made their own remarks as well and they seemed so happy to speak about anything just to keep Claire to themselves. In fact, every man on the other side of the counter had gotten a bit intimate with her body so far tonight.
The mayor had taken a picture with her the moment he saw her enter the mansion and it felt like she was the star of this neighbourhood the way he pushed people away whilst he rushed to her, but when her daddy took the picture, the mayor's hand had sneakily fallen low on her hip and he had turned her body so that one breast pressed firmly into his side, which meant her ample cleavage looked insane on the picture.
After that, the mayor had left them to do some last preparations for the speech he was going to have towards the end of the night, but the director of the upcoming town play had found her whilst she danced on the dance floor by yanking her stunning body into his hungry arms.
While they danced, he often took the liberty to raise her shapely thigh with a steel grip on its perfection while pressing their groins together and often she would feel his hands on her stomach and her hips whilst he danced as closely to her as possible. It had been a hot dance, which nearly reached its peak when she ground her booty into his rock-hard cock while he held around her hips.
Towards the end of their dance when he was nearly humping her in desperation for her beauty, his hands had spun her around and smacked themselves on her rounded ass cheeks hard. The director had pushed her even harder into his body, but she had managed to get his hands off her bubble butt eventually. Only, when she did and stepped back from him, her daddy had spun her around and stolen her to himself for a lovely dance where Claire just held around her daddy while he moved her slowly around the crowded floor.
It had been a wonderful dance and Claire had ground her body into her daddy to have some fun with him. For some reason she had even jumped on him midst dance. Claire had been spun around, but she had jumped a bit too high in her excitement and as a result her breasts had pressed into her daddy's face.
It was a silly moment, but otherwise their dance had been magical until her daddy had left for the bathroom and the second her daddy was gone she had been stolen by her principal's black arms. Mr. Kingsley had wasted no time in spinning her around until she was locked in front of him by his strong arms and pressing hard between her ass cheeks was a giant of a cock.
