“How did you know I was dancing?” she asked. Her head swayed with the tempo and her hands found my shoulders. Eyes closed, hair falling in her fac... between us. “You’re always dancing in your head after you get enough wine in you, you always do,” I said. She took the player and in a few taps: “French Disko” by Stereolab jammed into my ear. She matched the tempo with her knees and her hips followed. Her hands ran the length of my backside several times removing my shirt with one of her long. “Well, you did it perfectly. Blue and I both love those. We wondered why you stopped performing. So that was your last time together?”I laughed and shook my head. “Oh no, if you get a chance rent a movie called ‘Fantasy Beach’. That is a video with Sherri, and a guy named Marcus. It is one of the first I wrote, I even have a few awards for it in storage. In short, she and Marcus are lovers, but having problems in their relationship. And Sherri goes off on a string of affairs, fucking a. After all, we WERE newlyweds! The city we lived in was having its big yearly summer festival, and we attended one of the events. We were having fun, but like I said, we were newlyweds. She was dressed modestly, shorts and a blouse, but my “x-ray vision” could see right through her outfit. She must have had some of the same thoughts as we held hands, cuddled closed and managed to sneak in a kiss here and there. We were totally distracted now and totally lost interest in the festival activities.. I pushed my tongue harder against her pussy, probing her virgin pussy with my tongue. I pushed my tongue into her pussy, drinking in her sweet juices. Joanne moaned with pleasure as she felt my tongue moving into her, pushing her pussy against my face as I probed her pussy with my tongue. I moved my mouth off her pussy, moving up her slit towards her clit. I could feel her pubic bone beneath my tongue and began to lap rapidly at her slit, my tongue licking her small pleasure button. Joanne was.