”“You can’t dance to this, either,” I yelled over the loud noise.“Yes you can! Look!”Sia stood and started something she claimed was a dan...e. It involved thrusting her hips, shaking her butt, squats, and other movements I associated with an adult only club; the ones with dark walls and cigarette smoke and raised stages with poles and a lecherous male audience. Jasmin observed from the side with a slight smile.“Come on, Dad! You try,” my daughter urged.Feeling absurdly ridiculous, I stood and. He dried of himself and I fallowed him back to the living room. I stood there naked and he looked at me, mmmm nice dick and balls and shaven and he took my balls in his hands, went behind me and felt he looked at my ass, mmmm also clean shaven ass, like it. Lay down on your back on the carpet, which I did, he gave me some Rush, sniff if, I love Rush and sniffed some. He came between my legs and lift them up and spread them. He looked longtime at my ass, before with his hand going over my crack,. "I went over to her. She pulled out a pair of gold dangling earrings. Shebrushed back my hair and held them up by my ears. "Yes, these should donicely." She laid then on the dresser. She pulled out a couple ofnecklaces and finally settled on a gold necklace to match the earrings."Marci, try on these rings. Since we are using gold earrings, stay withthe gold ones or something of color that might work," she said handingme box filled with rings. I went through the box and began trying ringson. “Well ladies, Sam and Don already know what’s on our recreation schedule for the rest of the weekend. I have to tell you that as wonderful as the weekend has been so far, I have been especially looking forward to today.”“Sam, Don and I will be spending the next few hours hitting golf balls and planning our strategies. You will be preparing for the competition of the century. You see, tonight, we will be competing in the Battle of the Submissives!”“The objective of the competition will be to.