It would have been a better effect if the floor had carpeting instead of white tiles. The ceiling must have been twenty feet high with plenty of light...ng. The room might echo or it might not; with the contrast of softened walls and hard floor, it would be difficult to tell until something made some kind of sound. There was something unusual about the room and I figured it out. The drapes, like in the tunnel, hid any other doors or passages from the main hall. There was no way someone would put. I went closer to her and started to dance along with her.She turned around and my dick was touching her fat ass. We couple danced for around 15 minutes. I saw her top going up and saw a bit of her purple panty. I got so horny seeing that. I took the bottle in my hand and started to drink directly from it and mam joined me. We finished the bottle and I kept it aside.We then just let ourselves loose on the dance floor. This time I really touched her waist, side boobs, and slide my hands over her. He then sat down, the bed squeaking slightly from the shift in weight. “Sleeping so soundly…” I heard him mumble, his hand touching the back of my thigh lighty. His fingers inched up my exposed flesh, slipping under my tshirt and under my panties in one fluid motion. His hand groped my bottom, squeezing gently at first and then much tighter. It took everything in me to be quiet and stay still… I did not want him to stop.“What a heavy sleeper you are,” He whispered at me, his hand brushing my. Ricky was staring down at his mother's hand wrapped around the shaft of his cock when his kidneys finally let go. A thick stream of golden piss rushed from his cock and splashed into the water below. Kay's mouth slacked open as she watched the hot urine cascade from his pisshole. She reached out with her free hand and dipped it into the flow. It splashed off of her palm and scattered across her breast, sending hot little rivers of pee that pooled up into her deep naval and then spilled.