“Dance with me.” Now my mind was really spinning. Did he really just ask me to dance? Well, no, more like demanded as he pulled me back onto the ...ance floor. Hell, not that I minded. Back in my natural element I turned my back to him and did what I do best. I danced with him, grinded my hips and ass back on him like I wanted something more (maybe because I did). I bent over, felt his hands run up my back before going down to my waste. Those strong, calloused hands were touching me, and I loved. She had wore a black D cup sized bra and it looked like her boobs were trapped behind it. She told me to remove her bra and as I was removing the hooks she dropped her skirt. She was wearing a hot black panty. I had already got a boner by looking at her tits, she had round firm balls with pink nipples. Within a second I started licking her nipple and squeezing her other boob. She was giving alight pleasure moans. ” Ya… Aah… Suck it baby…… Ooooo….” It really turned me on.She started to lift my t. Her face looked more or less the way I suspected Aunt Liz might have if she wore more makeup, lost a few pounds, and was a decade or even two younger. Her skin should not be that fair, that tight, that free of all but the faintest imperfections and signs of aging. This woman also had a killer body. Her breasts were no smaller, yet much perkier. And her ass was also about the same size, much firmer, more heart-shaped, and sitting higher. It was that same woman I found in the photographs, in a. 5 bathrooms? That seems wrong, somehow. And what's half a bathroom anyway? Wow, look at this picture..." I carried on like that for a while, proving that Mom wasn't the only Anderson who could get excited over expensive real estate.Donna showed me her favorite. After glancing at the first picture I saw why - there was a horse corralled beside the house. A cheap property at only $1.95 million, but it was still Donna's favorite.I commented, "I was hoping to find a house that didn't have big, ugly.