Every so often I would pull it up further and mover her skirt up slightly. After several minutes I had her skirt up and over the tops of the stockings... She leaned in to me even more and I heard a moan escape from her lips. I asked her if those shoes she was wearing bothered her and maybe she wanted to take them off. She just said yeah, that would be great and started to lean over to take them off. I pulled her back against me and told her to hold on. Then I told David to go ahead and pull them. “Fucker better hope we don’t cross paths again. And you!” John smiled grimly. “No more making me let assholes live.”Veronyka laughed. “You think his replacement would’ve been any better?”“Bah, probably not.” He acknowledged.“We’re here.” She turned into a driveway. “Uh, how do we open the garage door?”John crawled to the front and looked out.“That keypad right there.” He pointed to one mounted on the garage frame.“What code do I use?” She asked.“Try the other house address number. If that. Nine-and-a-half…ten inches…and there seemed to be more. Fuck me! Fuck me! Kim yelled, bobbing her ass at him crazily, pounding the end of his cock with her cervix. Jerry pulled back and began rocking his cock rapidly in and out of Kims steaming cunt. His dick felt as if it were bathed in molten flesh, in heated oil — and her cunt seemed actually to be sucking on it. He looked up and saw his wife looking at him from her position next to Kims shoulders. Fuck her for me, FOR ME! Connie hissed.. During the next couple of hours I danced with all three guys. Gradually the bar emptied until there was only our little group. I was enjoying the dancing and I have to admit also enjoying being the center of attention for four men, including my loving husband… The barman put on a few records with slow dance music and Mick and Jonas kept me company on the dance floor as Victor and Thomas were chatting very friendly. During the next slow record I found myself dancing between both guys, Jonas.