“Dance. Lets see you show off that lovely cock in those sexy panties.” With that I awkwardly did as he said swinging my hips. “Grab that cock...and show us how hard you can get it”. And I did that too.“Now you need a partner. Mommy, get up and dance with your son.” He said. “Take his cock and help him get it hard.” I was hard already but she grasped it nevertheless and we did a strange dance for that fat man with the thick hard cock. “Excellent. Sonny boy needs to show me his ass now. . I slipped into thebathroom as my bladder was full. Sitting there, I let my hands wanderover the silkiness of my thigh highs. It was sending sock waves to me.As I went to leave, I could not help notice the shelf on the side of thevanity. On top was a tube of lube and a silver bullet dildo in a bluevelvet box. I smiled.Janet was on the sofa and punching the remote to start a DVD (not that wewould pay much attention to it). The wine from the new bottle was chillyand intoxicating., I sat close to. No longer thrusting, I stood stoically above the girl, my balls and anus twitching in time as my muscles rippled and pumped. The feeling was so intense that my whole body shuddered, and Charlie mewed under me. “Yes!” she growled. “You strong! Good Roo! Good Roo!”I must have stood rampant over the bitch for about five minutes. I looked briefly at Misty who was watching me intently. My sensitive nose caught the whiff of her pussy. Misty was sexually excited. Now unlike our two-legged companions,. The young feel bullet proof, while those who are older bear the scars of previous injury, and know how vulnerable the shell of flesh we inhabit really is.Or, maybe Bob just couldn't believe his luck.For whatever reason, when he woke the next morning in bed with a warm female next to him, and opened his eyes to see her serene, sleeping face, surrounded by tousled blond hair, and realized they were still naked, he was afraid to move, lest he actually wake up from this wonderful dream.Then, he.