Jeri wanted to find a house they could move into. She hated that apartment.Tom thought they should stay where they were. He thought they would not be ...ble to afford a house.Jeri was adamant she wanted them to live in a "Real house".Jeri had used the oldest trick in the book, she had cut off the pussy.After two weeks of doing without Tom had given in.They had rented the house next door.They were getting by barely, they ate a lot of beans and bought day old bread. They went to the "Bent can". I thought about it really hard for about half a second, then I stood and followed him onto the postage stamp sized dance floor. There were about half a dozen other white women in the place, and they were all on the dance floor. That in and of itself made dancing close a requirement.He held me tight against him while we moved more or less in time with the music. I began to feel things and to notice my reactions. First I felt the nipples on my breast harden. I had the feeling that he felt them. " He walked over to her and stood, awaiting her wishes. She took some champagne into her mouth and set down the glass. She reached toward him and pulled him forward. Then she peeled down his underwear slowly to reveal his cock, rising in eagerness. With a smile, she closed her lips around his cock head and let the cold champagne tickle him. Slowly taking him deeper into her mouth, she held him, running her tongue along his shaft as the bubbles intensified the stimulation. He ran his fingers. Some women wear the afterglow of sex like a shimmering coat, others radiate like the sun. But Catherine was a beacon of peacefulness radiating a calm happiness."Okay," I said. "Who are you, and what did you do with Catherine?"She laughed gaily, the same melody as before. I couldn't tear my eyes away from her as she bathed me in the warmth of her smile.I was still too wiped out to scan her, so I asked, "Are you okay? I didn't hurt you, did I?"She laughed again as she told me, "I'm not that old.