Once dinner was over they started to play dance music. We danced and I held her tight and told her how much I loved her. I whispered in her ear, "What...a dirty girl you are." The next song came on and one of the single men asked Carol to dance. It was a fast song and as she dirty danced to the song her breasts kept threatening to fall out of her dress. A slow song came on and Carol stayed with the single man. I saw her rubbing her mound on his leg while he was caressing her back. She danced with. That I had no logical basis for such a belief made but little impression on my emotions, and I had to bite my lip to remain silent.Eventually my uncle gave out with a loud groan, and a minute later, Siobhan made her first clear comment of the evening. “Delicious, darling! What say I do that a little more, and then we can holster this pistol somewhere else?” At this my uncle failed to talk, but shortly thereafter the bed began to shake and move most alarmingly, and I knew that a second passage. I let my other hand rest on my crotch and lightly start running my fingers up and down the prominent nylon encased cylinder now so clearly defined. I watched her hand stop for a second as she stepped closer to her window for a better view. Her hands then resumed their own ministrations as she ground her pussy against her hand and caressed her perky looking breasts. Her nipples looked so defined I guessed she must have no bra on, but yet they stood up so proud. I decided to up the ante and let. We then used a small forklift to load a crate and lid onto the truck. After that, we went back into the area in which I had been working and I was happy to see that Joni was still safe.We all headed to the truck where they told us to get into the back.When we got there, the male robber told us to get into the crate.It was then that his companion said, "Wait, I have a better idea. Strip!" and got a wicked smile on her face.I looked at Joni; she looked at me; and while we both just stood there in.