Three or four ladies were in the same clique that accused me of assaulting Alice and her daughter; they glowered at me with faces which could have bee... carved out on a glacier.Then there were the woman of the twilight zone. I had no idea which side they were on; whatever emotional cards these ladies were holding were being played too close to their chests."Point of personal privilege, Madame Moderator," Alice held her hand in the air and rose from her seat."Which point is that?" Sheila inquired. Lisa breathed for a moment, brushed a lock of her blond hair from her face and said, “Oh baby. Your cock is truly amazing and I like the taste.”“As sweet as a spoonful of molasses?”“No, not that sweet, but as creamy as a vanilla shake.” She moved her hand from the base of Bo’s phallus and squeezed upward to its tip, draining the final drops onto her tongue.Bo started to descend from his sexual high, still in exaltation that his wife had taken to a blow-job so enthusiastically. His slithery. She approached me with a sultry look and asked if I was ready to make love to a woman. All I could do was nod my head. She wrapped her arms around me and kissed me. I hungrily returned the kiss, reaching out with my tongue probing her lips. As we kissed, her hands started to caress my legs, feeling the smoothness of my stockings. She took her mouth from mine and kissed my neck. My hands moved towards her ass and squeezed her cheeks. Slowly, she started unbuttoning my blouse, kissing her way to. Then she looked at him and asked:"So?" I loved it," and he meant it! "It's so funny, smart, and cute, you were right, it's so sweet. And Gene Kelly was great, and that other guy was great too! I mean, when they danced..." I knew you would love it!" Yeah, I couldn't be that bad, could I?" No, sir!"And she kissed his chin. Just once, quickly, then she rested her head on his shoulder again.They spent the next ten or fifteen minutes like that. In the dark. In silence. And they only moved their.