The club was crowded, humid, loud, but something about it Torrie found sexy. She was shy at first, dancing conservatively with this man, whose name sh... hadn't yet learned. She peered around the dance floor, her nervousness and feelings of being out of place finding their way to her brain once more. One black man near her had picked up his white dance partner. She was straddling him, her feet locked behind him as he thrust upward. Another couple featured the woman bending all the way over,. The clothes, combined with her short raven black hair and petite figure made her look like she was fresh out of high school. Sitting down beside John she gave him an appraising look up and down. “Would you like to fuck me?” she asked bluntly, almost making John burst out laughing at the harshness of it. Looking into her opal eyes he found himself lost for words. The way her top somehow managed to hint at the pleasures hidden within made it hard for him to concentrate. Instead his body gave. . Anna stared at Mike’s cock as he stroked it slowly at first then faster as he became aroused, Anna felt her pussy getting wetter and hotter, slowly reaching down she touched her pussy lips and was shocked how wet they were.Slipping a finger inside as she had done many times before Anna ran it up and down her soaking pussy as she watched Mike wank harder as he watched her playing with her tits, suddenly Anna couldn’t stop herself slipping 2 fingers inside her hole she started fucking herself. There were no mirrors inside the tree, so she was unable to see if she still looked the same or if she had aged like one of those old witches who looked like evil hags. She removed her form from the sheltering shell-like pod and slid out of the opening on the hidden side of the tree.It was fortunate that she was in the shade and not the direct sunlight even if there were not much sun on the dreary day of misting rain. The foul weather was not slowing down the construction crews hard at work to.