She gulped sobbing breaths, her eyebrows drawn together. I grinned, moving her back onto the sofa. ‘Get that black ass in the air, girl,’ I ...ommanded, my knee in the cushions. She did just as she was ordered, bending over and sticking her big, plump ass in the air, her face in the cushions. I almost lost it when she waved it about, her asscheeks clapping together with a sweet, audible sound. I entered her, getting a good little whimper out of her, getting another when I dragged back. The illuminated red digits of the alarm clock proclaimed it to be 7:06am in its extra large, three inch display window. She had been home only four hours and slept not a minute. The little boys in the far bedroom were beginning to stir and would soon be up and sneaking into the den to watch Saturday morning cartoons. The teenagers, in the other room, would sleep another four hours. Karen needed sleep too but knew it was not going to happen. ‘Happy Birthday to the smartest member of the family,’. So did her sister, sitting between Robbie and Tami on the sofa. The younger generation, huh."We need to talk to them." You sound like WE'VE decided."Robbie had the grace to look embarrassed. "I didn't mean it like that. I meant if we go with Unrehearsed..."I smiled and waved her off. "Robbie you've been making my decisions since we met. If you stop now, I'll just get confused."Robbie blushed."Pizzas ready," Mom announced from the kitchen, bringing in a large pizza, paper plates and. They continued to dance and kiss and touch each other for a little longer, Sara by now fully aware that John was enjoying their show which only drove them on even more. The groups of each other’s friends started to leave the dance floor, Trace left Sara to return to John and their friends. The pair kept their eyes on each other until the two groups came close enough together to allow Sara to discretely touch Trace at every opportunity and to talk to her and John. General small talk ensued for.