I think I hit the right nerve.Being very conspicuous about where my eyes were looking I said, “Well, I’ll see you tomorrow!” emphasizing the “...ee”. I think she even blushed.The next afternoon I had the grill ready to light, food ready to cook, and a couple of beach recliners set up. I had on an apron with some stupid suggestive saying across the front when I heard a car bouncing down the logging road. Lacy pulled up and got out wearing a white tee shirt and a pair of sprayed on jeans, “WOW!. The club was big; it had lots of rooms and one big dance floor where the ceiling was about 30 feet above us. There were 3 cages hanging from the ceiling and I asked Jon what they were for. He said that it was for people who wanted to get high on their dancing. I wasn't sure what he meant and didn't say anything.We went to the restaurant and had a fantastic meal. It must have cost Jon lots of money. We even had a big bottle of champagne. French not the cheap Spanish stuff. Jon had told me to. ‘Wait! Are you alright?!’ The fallen gentleman had called after her. She ignored him and kept going until she saw a cab on the side of the street with no one in it. She jumped in a directed the cab driver to go and not stop. Her husband ran up to the cab, and she ordered the cab driver to lock the doors, and he did. Her husband banged on the windows and was yelling for her to get out of the cab. She kept her head down as onlookers gawked at him, probably thinking he was a psycho. ‘Go, please!’. She then mounted his obscenely hard cock that was jutting up with reverse cowgirl and just did all the work herself. What was even hotter was that the long mirror in their bedroom just happened to be pointing at the bed, so Dan could raise his head a little, crane it a bit and he could see June in the mirror, impaled on his cock, bouncing up and down, with her eyes closed and a finger clamped to her clit.He could feel her getting closer and closer until she moaned loud enough to wake the.