Had she still been male, she wouldhave invited her to dance in a heartbeat, but that was obviousyimpossible now. She watched longingly as she was led...to the dance floorby a teen boy she didn't know, obviously someone from another school,since the management of the company drew it's staff from several towns inthe area. She was surprised when another boy, one she did know came upto her and invited HER to dance to the waltz currently playing. Ivaniaaccepted, was led to the floor and the magic. " I gasped, as my eyes took in that wonderful sight. My gaze moved from her breasts to her eyes. She seemed a little embarrassed, but she smiled and took my head in her hands, guiding me down and holding my face against her soft and heaving flesh. My lips soon found the hard nipples amid the surrounding softness. I kissed, I licked, I suckled, gently kneading the soft flesh in my hands. I was overcome, dizzy with pleasure, here I was, exploring those two domes of pleasure being offered to me.. ”“Yes, but both of them will have to be tough in the future.”“Shirl, watching someone being tortured to death is not how to be tougher.”“It is if you have to watch and if that’s what bad guys do. It helps you understand why bad guys have to be stopped. They won’t get better by themselves. Bad guys were circumspect because the police were watching but we don’t have any more of those. We have to protect ourselves by taking them out. There is no other way left. After all, we have met Dave.”I. I opened my mouth and let out a breath on her pussy, which brought her back to reality and what was going on. I was able to get a small lick of the tongue down the crest of her pussy as she lifted her hips off me. We both sat up, me on my ass and her on her knees to my right side. We sat there breathing heavily, with her hand still place on the top of my shorts rubbing my cock. Finally she broke the silence by whispering between breaths, "I can't stop." Afraid my silence would scare her, I.