Bree smiled a real smile and the blonde hesitantly smiled back. They’d connected for a moment and for once she didn’t regret those modern dance an... ballet lessons her second or third step-mother had forced her to take. Bree performed for her, and surprise, there was even a smattering of applause from all the horny ladies awaiting the return of the imitating Chipmunks. Bree walked backstage and her boss handed her a drink tray. She went out to hustle drinks and maybe a lap dance from some horny. That is a 3 storied building and the ground floor it rented out. The 1st floor is their main hall, one bed room and kitchen. And on the 2nd floor their bedrooms and another hall is there where they go very rarely during day time. After some time, their son came upstairs and called me saying that his mother wants me to come downstairs. I went down downstairs and had a look at the rooms. The house is well maintained and she is a good home maker. I appreciated her for that. She shown me everywhere. I can't believe I'm so lucky as to be tasting the juices flowing between this girl's legs! She's everything to me! Stacy can feel her own tight cunt aching madly as it drips between her legs. The agonizing sensation only makes her want to give Becca more. "Oh god, Stacy! You have to slow down. I'm going to cum already!" Becca squeaks in a panic. Stacy slows her tongue down almost to a stop. She breathes in Becca's beautiful, young aroma. Every little lick and movement Stacy's tongue makes. “She’s got a thing for my best friend Tim. So I asked him to come over and keep her occupied for a few hours.”“What a friend you have.” They both laughed. Steven drove them to a motel where he already had a suite booked. Trish sighed as they entered the room and looked around. The room was spacious with a king size bed and fresh crisp white sheets. A bottle of champagne sat in ice bucket on a nearby table. Trish sat her bags down and took off her coat. Steven came up behind her and slid his.