He was tall black wearing jeans and a polo shirt. i said yes and led him to the dance floor. after a few mins of dancing i moved in closer to him and ...e grabbed my butt. he squeezed down and slapped my ass. as we danced i turned around and grind my ass into his crotch. he grabbed my hips and pulled me in closer. i felt his cock grinding my ass. he said into my ear wanna go have some more fun. i nodded and he led me away to the restrooms.we walked into the restroom and it was low lit and a. When Mrs Bridges learned her name she said. "That will never do; she got called that as she was left outside the Foundling Home on a Monday, in March. I shall call her Molly."And Molly March she became.I was about to leave the kitchen when I noticed Mrs Bridges eying me questioningly. "Yes, Mrs Bridges?" You know that Molly is a runaway from a Foundling Home, sir?" I nodded, waiting for her to continue. "You know how them poor girls, and boys, are fearfully abused, by men with the base desire. You're different. There are guys, nice guys who like all types. And you're not real, um, unusual or anything. First of all you're pretty. You have a nice smile, a cute nose." I didn't ask her to, but she started removing clothes. I looked her over, she'd asked me to. Trying not to compare which is unfair because I considered her sister to be perfection, I took in all Sandy had. Tall and a bit thicker than her sister, she wasn't fat at all, just not slim. There was more softness to her. Her. And when I let him touch me, I no longer wanted to hold back.”I watched her take a deep breath. “Pete, he was the first person to make me cum!” she gushed. “None of the other guys I had ever been with had ever done that. It was like, amazing! And I know ya saw when I had pulled my top down for him.”“Yea,” I replied. “And Holly, let me just say they are amazing. Even Linda peeked back and said the same thing. By the way, that night I noticed that when we were walking back to the car your nipples.