That had been her initial thought. “No, I just want to rinse my mouth out with some mouthwash or toothpaste.” She stood and went to the bathroom....She came out after a few minutes and found Gary sprawled out on the bed, naked. “Why don’t you take off your dress and come join me,” he suggested. She hesitated for a moment before sliding her dress above her head and tossing it onto the chair. She left her bra and panties on and climbed onto the peeled back sheets beside him. His hands were on her. From the very first few thrusts of his tongue I knew this was different. It was not the sporadic flicking or unfocused licking I felt from my husband or a few other guys I was with. It felt purposeful. Not just something to get me wet enough to shove a cock into but like the only purpose was to make every nerve in my pussy and in my body stand on edge awaiting the next gentle but persistent stroke. I fell into a deep sense of relaxed bliss as his tongue found my clit and followed each adoring. What is it six?” I watched how gracefully she moved as she walked over and sat down on the step leading out into the yard. “Besides it’s Saturday and someone kept me up late.” Smiling slightly she turned side ways lifting her right leg up onto the step. She let her gown fall down her tan thigh up to her hip. The cloth fell to the side in a pile so that her soft inner thighs came into my view. I felt my self-length as I looked at her. “What are you doing today?” I asked her. She leaned back on. She didn't tell me this and I only found out about it when we hit the dance floor.In a lot of country/western dances, especially western swing, the skirts tend to flare out and up as the woman spins and twirls and during our first western swing dance I got to see Dawn's naked beaver. I have no idea how many other people got to see Dawn's naked ass and pussy, but at least three did and they caught Dawn in the hallway that leads back to the women's john. She'd had just enough to drink to make her.