The hall went quiet as this routine went on. Recently, they ‘adjusted’ this routine to add some shoulder dips. As it went on, I was watching, and ...he crowd looked different from most.There is a point when they remove their skirts revealing a swimsuit cut of panties. When the numbered ended, there were only a few hands applauding, including the President and his family, to which everyone else added their own cheers as Michael came out and said, “Wasn’t that something?”He went on to introduce. It turned out she lived around the corner from me; I could actually see her flat from my house! We went in and we kissed, our hands exploring, (it was the first time I'd kissed another guy, dressed or not). She took off her jacket, and I saw that she was wearing a white jumper, biege skirt, white hold ups and tan boots. I took a couple of pictures, but she didn't want her face in them, I was throbbing in my pants! She took me to the bedroom and lay on the bed. I didn't waste any time in getting. They each had a hand on her legs, working slowly to her pussy, and like a perfect team, her husband tugged the sheer panties down at the crotch, and Hanson slid his fingers under the leg band and in to her pussy. Both stopped long enough for her to slip her panties off, and she put a leg on each mans lap opening her pussy, and herself to her lovers. They both fingered her hot wet pussy, at times both men had a finger in her. They took turns rubbing her clit, and as with her nipples, each man. After about fifteen minutes, he had dressed and went to the kitchen to help himself to some breakfast. He saw Cassie at the table, wearing his T-shirt and a pair of old denim shorts that were stretched taut across her thighs. She was frowning into her plate of toast, and he wished he knew what she was thinking about. He realized she was skittish, and he had to tread carefully around her. He knew that with Cassie, flirting wouldn’t work, but blatant seduction might. He smiled inwardly and sat.