After parking the car we made our way into the dance studio. We were about ten minutes early when we made our way into the big room. It was a sparse r...om with few adornments other than the folding chairs which lined the walls. People were standing around chatting, waiting for the lessons to begin. Looking around, I counted a total of sixteen people, eight couples in all. Most seemed casually dressed, like ourselves, and my initial impression was that everyone was fairly friendly and easygoing.. Her body itself was alright and mildly attractive to Dave. He of course stared at her a lot as her smocks tightly clung to her emphasizing her majestic breast. He would occasionally purposely rub against her breast just to crop a feel. His slew moves would cause her to brush off the squeeze of her breast as an accidental reach, but he, like the con he is, was able to divert her to think he was reaching for something. Another princess she was indeed. Then there’s Heather, one of the few. I'm sorry. I forgot to introduce myself. My name is...not important. You can call me Alex. I am a research scientist working for [REDACTED]. We study various things, but the area of research relevant to our story is the field of genetic and biological change. Let me explain. The research into genetic modification had been mandated by President Trampe in order to prove to the world that his orange butt had not conspired with foreign interests against the Unified Society of America. Most people. Life was breathing back into his dick. I bet it had been so long since he recovered so fast. Mom licked and lapped and dragged her tongue across my cheek. She teased me. My heart pounded in my chest as she cleaned my face. She licked everywhere, up the bridge of my nose, across my temple, at the hollow beneath my ear. I trembled and whimpered.When she kissed me, I savored that salty cum.Then mom pressed me onto my back. I stretched out, my breasts forming into two firm mounds. My dress clung to.