We sat there talking and laughing, reminiscing over old times. There was slow, soft music playing over the sound system. Michael asked would I care to...dance. I said sure, we got up and he took my hand and walked a few steps to the floor. Michael placed his large hands around my waist and I reached up and d****d my hands around his neck. We danced a few minutes, staring into each other's eyes. Something was happening because I could feel both our bodies heating up. Slowly I could feel his arms. A very intoxicating odor, he exhaled deeply feeling his cock throbbing against her foot. She wiggled her toes, massaging the head of his dick between them. He stuck his tongue as deep inside of her as he could. Mrs Watson mashed his face into her and screamed. Her pussy began to pulsate and contracted around his fingers, startled he pulled them free, behind them came a gush of clear liquid, right into his face, startled he swallowed some of it. She pulled his head up higher, past her. ‘I’ve had a good time . . . thanks for the invitation . . . It was fun.’ ‘You’re welcome, I’m glad you came.’ she replied warmly. ‘You should take some cake home to your boys! Let me cut a few slices.’ She moved to the kitchen and began slicing a few pieces to put in a plastic bag. He leaned on the kitchen counter, watching her slice and wrap the dessert. He gazed again at her long slim legs. ‘I hope we can do this again.’ she said. She handed him the wrapped dessert and they walked through. But Diana had no time to say anything for it was at the same moment Marcus came over to her and stuck his cock down her throat. dianas body rocked back and forth as both Diana and Marcus pounded her moist and warm holes. Soon the boys took their hands off Diana and high fived above her body creating the eifel tower position as Diana took it from the back and in her face. Danny laidd back down on the couch with Diana still on top of him. Now Diana did all tjhe work as she pumped her was up and.