It would be more accurate to say I was more nervous than excited, though I somehow resisted the temptation to stop at a bar for a few drinks to calm m... nerves along the way.After parking the car we made our way into the dance studio. We were about ten minutes early when we made our way into the big room. It was a sparse room with few adornments other than the folding chairs which lined the walls. People were standing around chatting, waiting for the lessons to begin. Looking around, I counted a. "No," she whined, opening her eyes.In a sexual daze, Marge watched the redhead raise her arms and then someone behind her pulled her dress up over her slim body leaving her completely naked. Marge's eyes scanned her body, at her large breasts with erect nipples, over her flat belly to the juncture of her legs where her pussy was hairless, the thin inner lips hanging out from the outer ones. Her eyes darted back to the redhead's face, to her sensuous lips.The man holding Marge released her. She. Mom was wearing a robe that hid her panties from view. But I’m sure they was aswet as my own.At this point I thought I could stop her story, since I knew the rest, but she didn’t reallygive me the chance."Once Your father started pumping into you very fast, I had orgasms every few minutes. It was incredible watching him take you. And you was shouting out in pleasure, over andover as you kept cumming. I knew he was a great lover, but watching him with you wasmaking me want him in me too.I was. I dunno, bring each other up to date, like.”“I’d like that. There’s no way that I’m coming back into town, however, Karine, not even for one day. I’ve had it up to here with that place. Wait, I’ve got an idea ... I work at an Inn and next week-end it’s St-John’s day. Why don’t you come down for the long week-end, you and your chum? We have the room and I could set it up with the boss to give you a discount.”“I dunno ... I’ll talk it over with Roger. Where’s your place?”“On the road that runs.