They didn't expect to be, but they were.It was, after all, their very first competition. For all their blather about not taking it seriously, they did...want to skate well. Placements really weren't all that important. They though they'd like to make it to sectionals, which would take a top 4 finish out of the 7 teams competing. Outside of that, though, they skated for fun. Even so, they wanted to skate clean and skate well.All of their family members would attend the free dance, but they. At that moment I decided that although I did not relish sucking my hubby’s cock; I would certainly suck Dev’s cock that night. Raj never sucked my pussy; leave aside drinking my pussy juice.I was highly aroused at that time, because it was not just Dev’s mouth that was driving me mad; it was my hubby too who had taken over from where Dev had left off; engulfing one of my breasts into his mouth and squeezing and fondling my other breast hard with one of his hands. Raj’s other hand played and. “You’ve got to be good at reading them and confident enough to do something about it.”I looked at her questioningly.“You’ll learn to spot them,” she said, with more confidence than I felt. “You already probably recognize a lot of them, but just don’t know it. But you also need to realize that if you’re seeing them, and you’re reading them correctly, most women will expect you to make the first move.”“They will?” I hoped I didn’t sound as incredulous as I actually was.“Yes, they will,” she said. Among the others were the facts that I wasn’t dead as I should have been; I had been knocked out at the mercy of a man I thought to be a monster. Not only had I not been killed for attacking him, Andrew and his wife Sindee had treated my wounds and spoke to me. I didn’t want to listen at first but I was a captive audience initially. They had treated me better than I would have treated an enemy. They were trying to convince me that not all supernatural beings were evil monsters, that some of.