Our life got back to normal and I took Marsha Ann dancing every weekend. I would have preferred to stay home once in awhile but she had quit going out...by herself so I thought fair is fair, let her enjoy herself.We would go to one of the dance halls around Midland and Marsha Ann would never miss a dance all evening. If I got tired she would dance with her girlfriends and once in a while with a guy that we both knew. She even danced with my old crew mate Jared a few times. If a stranger asked her. Sometimes they seemed to sway in the opposite decoration. Donaldson decided it must be his eyes playing tricks on him.Dotted on the ground at regular intervals were large green oval shapes. They came in all sizes ranging from some only as big as a pumpkin right up to some that were several feet across. Donaldson wasn't sure if they were alive or just rocks. He wasn't about to prod them to check either."Don't be dumb," was the advice they'd been given at the briefing. "Don't touch anything. Meanwhile Dee had decided that she wanted to watch her husband suck a cock and sat back crossed knees on the bed, her hands wandered down between her legs and her fingers mashed into her wet and swollen pussy. Alicia rolled onto her tummy but raised her ass into the air, I moved around and once onto my knees delved my head into her ass cleavage and I lapped at her bum whilst my hand pumped on her cock hanging down between her legs. Dee leant forward and rested her head on Alicia’s bum and. She seemed to have gone insane. Grabbing him by the arm, with powerful strides she pulled him down to the basement, to the rec room, currently empty with the ping-pong table folded to one side. Still glaring at him, she took off her backpack and pulled out another black mask for him. "Put it on, slave!" Now wait a minute..." began Brian, but he was starting to be aroused by all this domination, and he recalled that, last night, both he and Dianne had drunk a few and chatted about what their.