As she dressed she lost all resolve. She couldn't do this. Not with her son. Not with anyone for that matter.She went back and forth with herself deep...into the night unable to sleep. Finally she got up to get something to snack and heard Davis playing a video game in the theater room. She turned and went back to her room, careful not to make a sound and give away that she was awake. She took off all of her cloths and sat to do her make-up. When her make-up was finished she perfumed herself. His dick was flaccid, but even then it looked tasty wrapped in his brown skin. Having fucked one of my teachers this morning, the thought of fucking Mr. Rowwe did cross my mind. At the end, however, I had no idea if he was into men. So I didn’t bother with him. Instead I was going to focus on finding some gay dude who was really desperate for some dick. Just as I was scavenging around to see who could be my source of pleasure, in walked John. I hollered over to him. Obediently, he sat right. Sam brought her in tightly as he spun her half circle and walked her backwards in brisk sharp stepping beats. He dipped her and kissed her then brought her up slowly. They waded thru the other pool to its main pond. Avoiding the chatter box queen, they swam down creek a bit and found a sandy beach. Walking on the beached area Sam took Abby’s hand as they fell into the soft sandy surface. Sam wrapped his arms around her and kissed her lightly as he pulled her to him and held her. They lay there. I lean into him and give him the full benefit of my little b-cup tits. He's a little drunker than I am but I soon feel the bulge in his pants.He makes a few suggestive remarks about how hot I am. That's when the alcohol in my brain makes contact with the spite in my heart. That's when I decide it's time for a little revenge.'Damn Becky, you don't know how much I've looked forward to a chance to dance with you.''Oh, I think I'm getting a feeling of how much you enjoy dancing', I giggled into his.