The blue ribbon in my hair was for you dad. I've always worn blue."Even underwear!" added Michelle as she unbuttoned her shorts and pulled up a bit of...her pantie to show to my mother she was blue down there too. "Mommie has on blue panties and a blue bra too," she added as we broke out with laughter.Well, Lindie and I laughed. My mother was not sure how to react to that one.In the pure innocence of childhood Michelle continued, "I don't wear a bra yet," as she lifted up her shirt for everyone. Slowly, he rubbed her, his fingers probing. Finally, his hand came away and moved back to her waist. When she looked down, she saw her skirt wet."Oh my God," she gasped. Jack's caressing had caused her to cum involuntarily. What was happening? She couldn't be sure. She felt as if in a daze. Then she became aware of something hard against her. It was pressed against the area just above her bum. She knew of only one thing that was at that position. His penis was erect. He pushed her head to one. The poster had shown a ballerina and a modern dance pair. The only ballerinas were a group of preteens wobbly showing the few steps they had learned. There was a baton twirler, an acrobatic dancer and some bad tappers. I had moved a couple of times trying to improve my line of sight, but it hadn’t improved the show. There were plenty of empty seats, because most of the people there seemed to be family or loyal friends. I had settled into my third choice of seat next to a young woman and her. He was funny and cared enough to check on me sometimes. He flashed me a few times and he carried on about how he was a window peeper and we laughed about it. Out of the blue I say hey send me a dirty video of yourself and he did and I was so fucking turned on as I watched him stroke his nice hard cock he was shaved and using lube so it was all shiny and slick and just watching him touch himself and I had a sex attack. The way he handled his own Dick was so arrousing to watch him getting his.