.. some plans for when school starts, Annie. Nothing really important — Junior High School stuff,” I said.“Mom, how much longer are we going to ...e here? Cotillion is tonight, but we need to do some Tango practicing. If you need to get home or something, I understand.”Mom replied, “Why don’t I take a run home, get you a change of clothes for Cotillion, then come back here and then take both of you to Cotillion?”“You don’t mind doing all of that, Annie?” Sarah questioned.“Not at all. Who knows,. I just don't like the idea of arriving without a date." Well, I don't really see what we can do about that."There was another period of deep silence between Karen and I, and while I spent it kissing her lovely long neck and naked shoulders, she must have been trying to resolve how she and I could both go to the dance tomorrow. Because when my sister turned to me once more, she had this demon like quality in her eyes, and she was biting her lip hard while trying not to smile."I'm not going to. My wife was toying with me, “The cock you are getting is a smaller one than you are used to.” My heart missed a beat, to my shock a smaller cock was inserted in my ass, my mind was blown. “Had my wife really brought a guy home, was she really letting a guy fuck her husband’s ass?” I asked myself. A sudden relief came over me; yes she was good, and a great actor. How had I not seen it, I chuckled to myself. She had now shoved her small vibrator into me; yes that’s what it was. I was relaxed. .."Miranda smiled as she opened her eyes, watching as her fingers directed Misty's hands upon her beloved's bosom, causing Misty to gasp in surprise, and immediately blush as her body quivered in reaction."Nothing, dear?" Miranda asked slyly, moving one of Misty's willing hands downward across her stomach. "Is there something wrong? Something you'd like to tell me?"Misty laughed quietly, her breathing becoming ragged as she opened her eyes and peered down beneath the water to where Miranda was.