’ The woman crossed her arms over her ample chest. Her eyes were wide set and almond-shaped, her hair was a luxurious deep brown. ‘I’m a Princes... of the Southern Tribes, and it’s a fertility dance, not a seduction.’ Juniper’s chin went a little higher in defiance of the woman’s tone. ‘You use your feet.’ ‘Well, if you think you can do any better, why don’t you show us, Princess?’ The woman threw Juniper a belt with small silver coins on, which jingled prettily each time it moved. Lace quickly. She usually said just what was on her mind. And she kept right on doing that, even as George didn’t want her to!“Is it me you’re in love with?” she asked, a look of fascination in her animated eyes.“I ... I don’t know,” he said, “You’re ... very young.”“If you just got out of high school, you’re not that much older!” she averred.“Calm down,” he said, “It’s just so incredible. I don’t know. I barely know you and yet...”She understood. It was a bit fast, but ... she could feel her own attraction. Iiieeee FUCK!!!” Their bed began lightly squeaking as the headboard bumped the wall. “Ahh … ahh … ahh … gaaa … fuck … gaaa … yes … oh … oh … fuck …” I could actually hear their bodies slapping together. Damn, Don. Rock on wit yo bad self, bro! Don’s grunting became audible.I looked down at Marsha and saw her gazing up at me, eyes glazed with lust, fingers working her pussy furiously. Then I noticed her scent. OK, I need to cum. Grasping the back of her head, I pulled her toward my cock,. ‘It’s not your fault that now I have someone else to worry about. Someone else that I care about….’ He trailed off and looked at her, so beautiful and plucky, but she really didn’t realize what they were going to do. They had to get the shackles off and the chance of the senior SPF helping them without some form of coercion was minimal. She looked at him directly, her resolve obvious. ‘I’m not babying you….’ he tried say, but she pressed on. She winked at him and he smiled back at her. ‘Yes,’.