"Having done musical theatre as part of my involvement with amateurdramatics I was used to picking up dance steps fairly quickly thoughnot, I have to ...dmit, to being whirled around a dance floor whilewearing heels. Even so, after Hans had shown me the basics and we'd donea few trial turns around the floor, he decided I was ready do a waltz tomusic. There was already a record on the gramophone turntable, and whenHans wound the handle and placed the needle on the 78 record, the musicthat emerged. "When did you guys have sex?" I looked up at him. "Back when she was eleven. And a hell of a lot nicer." he replied with a deep blush coloring his cheeks. Then I remembered that was around the time she started dressing like a slut and bragging about all the guys she fucked and got numbers from. I guess she turned into a whore for sex for mom and dad didn't have the money to buy that garbage she shrouds herself in. I looked up at him feeling sympathetic but a little miffed. For though he. ”Her eyes fluttered open and a smile came to her face. “What an incredible night. Thank you for encouraging me and helping me do that.”“Thank you for finally letting yourself go,” I replied, “but it seems you’re just started. I missed out on all the action last night and expect to be part of it today. We’ve been summoned by Mark to join him and his friends for breakfast in fifteen minutes.”Lynda jumped out of bed and ran for the shower. “Hurry, Ed, get dressed. We don’t want to be late.”‘Wow,’. ‘Gorgeous,’ I squealed. The warm water streamed over my body as I cleaned my pussy enough to make the goose bumps quiver and my knees weak. I finished washing my shoulder length gray hair and gave my cunt one last wash. ‘Oh Fuck!’ I screamed this time as the orgasm rocked my body and drove me against the wall before I crumpled onto the shower floor. My motionless fingers still filled my pussy as I sat and watched the water circling the drain. Six months ago I’d felt exactly like today, horny.