And so, with all those eyes upon me, I started to dance the best I could.Every nerve was experiencing new sensations and thus my whole body feltalive....The gazes could have scared me, but they did not. I started toshake my body with undulations, posing with my fingers up by my mouth,doing all the most coquettish moves that I could think of. I leanedforward to show cleavage, I turned around to show my ass. I feltliberated, and the cheers that I heard only pushed my further.Then the music dimmed,. Mary Joe paused and her eyes narrowed as she tried to recall the trip she had made, along with my wife, Jamey, their friend, Angela Klugh -- now sitting next to her, and even my own stepmother, Mama Connie.Jamey and I own a timeshare condo in Kissimmee, Florida -- (note to self: need to nudge my lawyer to take care of getting Jamey to take the timeshare in the settlement, since those damned things are otherwise too hard to get rid of normally). We also belong to a timeshare swap consortium that. This no longer a carefully choreographed affair, as it might be between partners fully aware of each other’s needs. This is two people fucking heedlessly, both on their limits. Catherine is urging him on with scarcely decipherable obscenities, Michael is gasping, driving, racking up the force of each penetration, gathering speed. It can’t last and Catherine, sensing as much, at this wonderful moment reaches out a hand to beckon me to join them. As a huge groan signals Michael’s last, draining. Jason and I grabbed our stuff, and set up our tents, while Steve and Darcy took off for a walk. After Jason and I were done setting everything up we grabbed our fishing poles, and headed down to the lake. Jason had told me the fishing here was great especially for bass from the shore."Hey, why don't you start that way around the lake, and I will start this way and we will meet up with each other on the other side?" He said."Sounds good b*o, meet you over there." I confirmed.So we started off.