Louise guided Dorothy’s hand down to her flowing cunt and showed her how to stroke her. She opened her legs to allow better access, and Dorothy stuc... a long, slender finger into Louise’s pussy. Dorothy got between Louise’s thighs, and began gently kissing her pussy, running her tongue up and down the labial folds. She found the taste to be bland and musky, and thoroughly enjoyable. Louise was sighing and moaning now, and holding her pussy open to Dorothy’s probing tongue. ‘Okay, baby,’ Louise. I would expect Cathy to teach me the other dances so we could enjoy doing them with each other.” Harry looked at Cathy and I saw her scrunch up her face a little expressing her disappointment. “Oh well, said Harry looking in her direction, “we tried.” He smiled and stood up from the chair. “No hard feelings there old pal,” he said as he stuck out his hand for me to shake. I ignored the hand. “I’ll show you to the door,” I said and I walked between him and my wife. I practically hit him in. "I didn't mean to sneak up on you. I'm Connie."The two women bonded instantly. Marilyn discovered that Connie was a widow who had turned the musical talents of her family into a traveling band. For once they were in one place for more than a single night. Usually they simply loaded their converted school bus up after the show and went on to their next booking. Marilyn talked and Connie talked. When the club manager told them they were closing up both women sighed."I hate to see the evening. He helped her to the floor and reconnected the links between the cuffs. To get her arms down far enough Linda had to press her tits into the fake bearskin rug and spread her legs wide apart. John shucked the pants and slipped behind his obscenely open wife. He slipped inside her and quickly buried himself as deep as he could go. Grabbing her hips he began to stroke her until her red ass pressed against him with each thrust. Linda was gone, she had fallen into one continuous combination of.