He couldn’t have been more wrong.Instead, she launched into a happy jig as she bounced from step to step that was more childish than enticing. It re...inded him of the dance a kid would do in delighted anticipation of a sweet treat. In sharp contrast to her body language, she quietly sang all the things she was looking forward to doing with him in explicit detail.“Mmmm. Mmmm. Mmmm. Gonna get my pussy, stuffed tonight,” she sang, giving a slight shake of her ass at him. “Gonna run my tongue, over. I slid a hand up under her bra and started to play with her nipples, which were already hard. While my one hand was doing this, the other was working its way up over her knee and under her skirt. Again there was slight resistance but again not much and I knew she was weakening. I carried on up her thigh and was soon stroking her pussy through her panties. I pulled my hand out from under her bra and slipped her blouse off her shoulders, her bra went next and my mouth was soon fastened to one of. She smiled and said ‘Yes master.’ It only took us about twenty minutes to shower and dress. She looked beautiful. As she put the final touches on dinner and I mashed the potatoes to help her and we had everything ready when the doorbell rang. We had a good but tense dinner as both girls were on edge waiting for the decision by Paul and I. We had a good chuckle as the two girls cleaned up. When they came out they brought us each a small glass of Drambuie. Kathy knelt at my feet and Lila at. It was dark inside with only one lonely light on in the corner of the room. “What do you need an eight ball for and where did you get the money for it?” Conch asked.“I'm moving and need enough to hold me over until I can find a new connect. And don't worry about where I got the money.”The truth was I only had sixty dollars which Javier had given me but I was prepared to offer other forms of payment. I handed Conch the sixty dollars.“This is only half,” he said still holding the money in his.