Amanda wasted no time in getting to what she wanted and her hand moved quickly up Ashley's leg and right to her panties. Ashley felt the female's hand...connect with the front of her panties and let out a pleasurable moan as she collapses into Amanda's arms. Amanda now had Ashley laid back on the couch and had her skirt pushed all the way up. Her hand was now in Ashley's panties and rubbing furiously on her wet pussy. Ashley felt her body heat rise until she thought she was on fire. She grew. He knows how to do these things." She turned to face the camera and added, waving a finger, "Don't mess with him!"Reporter: "Then what happened?"Rachel: "The police and rescue came. I didn't see the next piece -- I was having a scrape on my knee bandaged -- but Scotty went in with the police to get the other two and shot one of them when he pulled a gun..." She dimpled. "So you see I KNOW Scotty has a score! I don't have to SEE it!"Reporter: "Well, you still don't know what it is ... Will it. She said she had not felt such a good cock in a long time. Kia started to ride my cock in a frantic pace. I could feel the bottom of her pussy at times when she managed to sit down hard and I was thrusting my hips up at the same time. I tried to stop sucking her nipple, but Kia would have nothing of it. She told me to keep sucking and fuck her hard. I almost cried from pleasure, but I could not hold back any longer. I called out to Kia and told her I was about to cum. She answer that I was not. My dancing is compelling to many women. I'm relaxed, I move as the music inspires me and I'm uninhibited about how I move.It's not that I'm imbued with a surfeit of confidence; I just don't care what anybody else thinks. For dancing, it works. In other areas of my life, it's not so helpful.I've worked hard at swing and once I get started, women ask me to dance with them.As the evening wore on I danced with a potpourri of women, several of them for more than one dance.I had an especially good.