We got there around eight. It had a bar, dance floor and tables. The room was smoky and dark. There was mariachi music playing. Joan had her new dress...on, nothing else except shoes. We sat at the bar and had a drink while waiting for our table. We were served corn chips and salsa. The salsa was very hot and made us sweat. Joan would wipe the sweat from her chest, pulling the scoop neck further down. Sitting on a barstool was perfect for Joan to flash her mound. When the bartender took our drink. Antu sounds chestunna. Appudu aunty sravan tho “inka pilla gadilo padindi ra….enjoy chesuko neeku nerpinchinadanta dani meeda prayoginchi sex kavali ra baboi anipinchali. Chelli neeku help chestundi chelliki kooda training ivvu ide best time. nenu velli valla pani choostanu” ani aunty room lonchi bayataki vellipoindi….valla chelli bhavani ippudu naa notlo noru petti kiss chestundi….sravan mellaga tana danni teesi naa hole pettadaniki try chestunnadu….kaani vellatledu naaku noppi ga undi…but. “I’m sure you’d sooner hear from Abby who definitely sings and looks prettier than me,” he announced, and several laughed.Brad handed her the extra mic, and they briefly discussed the songs she’d sing.‘You and I’ sung by Celine Dion. Words and music by Aldo Nova and Jacques Duval.Brad began the into with the keyboard simulating an acoustic guitar. Abby nervously looked at the gathered crowd unaccustomed to performing in front of so many people.High above the mountains, far across the seaI can. Perhaps that’s what she is about to do, he hoped. Before she stepped away, Cheryl had frozen. Below her, Arie’s cock reached for her through the sheet, through the dim light. With any other client, she would have been appalled, disgusted. She would have begrudgingly finished the massage, keeping her distance from his crotch. But in this moment, with Arie, the perched sheet brought her excitement and shortness of breath. The butterflies found their way from her chest down to the place below her.