My pussy was in need of a good dick, a nice quick fuck, no foreplay, what for I was ready. I could feel the moisture from my pussy soak trough my pant...es. I don’t know if it was the beer, or the way he looked at me but my pussy was quivering. He leaned over to say something in my ear, and I grabbed him and began to kiss him. Pretty soon his hand was reaching under my skirt and fondling my pussy lips. I could see that all eyes were on us, which only made the situation hotter. I spread. As the dancer performed in front of Rick’s face with little more than six inches between him and her g-string, Pam leaned over and whispered, “You can almost taste her from here.” Reaching down to Rick’s crotch, Pam continues the whisper with, “It looks like somebody is enjoying the show” as she squeezes the bulge that has formed. As both had become somewhat aroused by the personal performance, Pam suggest they go home and maybe she could perform for him.As they pull onto the freeway for the. I would probably have better luck looking for work there than in my hometown in Oregon. It made sense. So, we called grandma and she agreed to take care of me for the Summer. I took the bus to Ogden, Utah and arrived at the bus depot near grandma's on a hot June evening. It was sweltering. Grandma picked me up in her old car, glad to see me (she lived alone) and glad to have a "man" around the house to look after things. Although she was roughly 68 years old, her body was one of a strong,. "Now for part 2 of the therapy," the girls said in unison. They slowlystarted gyrating their hips. Jenny turned and started grinding her hipsinto Harriet's. Harriet reached around and squeezed Jenny's amplebreasts. She slowly began unbuttoning Jenny's blouse. When she finishedwith that she pulled it off. She stepped to one side and startedunbuttoning her own blouse. She gave Jimmy a warm smile as she removed itand tossed it to one side. Meanwhile, Jenny was fondling her breasts andseemed to be.