It's a freshman tradition. Since Mount SaintMary's is an all girl school we get to invite a boy to take us to thedance. You're coming, aren't you? You...have to come. I wouldn't want togo if you're not there. I wouldn't have any fun without you around." Wow. I guess I forgot all about it. I wasn't really planning on going.Besides, I don't know any boys that well to ask them to take me to adance." How about Jason? You sure know him well enough." Gloria laughinglysaid. "And you told me you still. I just laughed and said he was an interesting guy. She just smirked and raised her eyebrows. Glen returned about this time seeing us talking. As he was sitting, he leaned over and said she seems very nice. I said “yeah she does but my wife told me I can’t play with women”. I actually didn’t think about what I just said until he confirmed what he heard by asking “women?" Feeling slightly embarrassed I just grinned and took a drink of wine. Glenn then asked “ok, I have to ask, what was that video. They taste the same as my face does in the sunlight, she stated.I bolted upright and stuck my tongue on her cheek just to see.She pushed me back down again, laughing.She peered down at me, her eyes moving to the spot between my legs.Is it true what the dwarves say about the juices between your legs. That it tastes like honey? she asked.And do you believe dwarves? I asked back. Her face was pained and hurt. There has always been a hatred between those two races.Sorry, I said. I didn’t mean to. The large, beautiful, lump sagged slightly against her chest. “The men are staring at you,” I whispered to sally. They sure were. Now three of them were glaring at my wife’s chest. “Oh sally,” I murmured into her ear. “Tell him if he wants to see more he has to touch himself.” Sally leaned over and said something to him. As we watched, the man, still holding a cigarette in one hand, grasped his cock in his other hand, putting the tips of his fingers against the shaft. My wife looked at me,.