" Rondell, be real. If somebody came in here and said they wanted to learn how to do the Foxtrot, would you tell them to just start moving their feet?...If I wanted to dance at that level, why would I be here?"Um, you got a point there, Sugar. But I'm not sure how I can help you." Well, I assume you know a little something about the subject. I was hoping you could demonstrate what you would do on this." I pulled the strapon out and Rondell started laughing. I start laughing, too. We shared a lot. ..biting, licking and suckling at my neck. Less than a dozen words have passed between us and my body already feels alive with need, heart pounding, and breath coming in gasps, my fingers grasping at you in need.> > Seamlessly, almost without a pause, your fingers deftly opened the buttons on my blouse and I feel your lips moving lower to capture my hard nipples. Moving from breast to breast, sucking in my nipples and teasing them with your tongue. Your lips moving lower, I feel your tongue. “Maybe I was trying to make you jealous.” she said, as she laughed a bit louder than normal.“And maybe, Ashley had one too many daiquiri’s tonight, as well.” I answered back, trying to end this conversation.“Hmmmmmmm maybe Ashley did, but is that a bad thing?” she inquired.“Yes, that’s a bad thing, now drink your coffee.” I replied.She continued her relentless teasing of me for close to forty minutes as we were on our third cup of coffee. As we were finishing up, I noticed I could feel the toe. . fucking, that is. I love to fuck, I enjoy pussy, ass, mouth, all of it, and I don’t see a point in denying myself such delights during my unknown number of years left on this globe. Why deprive someone of pussy, dick, ass, any of it? Why say no, when saying yes makes everyone happier?” Dan explained his philosophy, even if he wondered how much she understood.“That’s true. You never know when you’re gonna take a dirt nap, so why resist temptation, right? Like that one meme said, ‘think of all.