Just occasionally the distant soundof laughter reached him from the living room. With three minutes to goto the half hour suggested, he returned to t...e company to announce tohis wife that everything was ready.Everyone had just sat down round the dining table when he placed thestarter in front of them. He went round filling water and wineglasses, then was able just to stand invisibly to the side of the room,ready to top up those that needed it. The talk was about the trialsand tribulations of. “It’s a birthday present,” I lie. “Just got it a few days ago. Take a closer look if you want.” He does. He leans down a bit to look. His fingers run over it, also feeling a bit of the rise of my breasts. “Birthday present, huh? Did I miss your birthday?” I nod. “And I didn’t get you anything,” he says. “Come dance with me,” I say, standing. “That’ll make up for it.” I take his hand and start to pull him toward the dancefloor. He stays rooted to his seat, though. In fact, he pulls me back to. He turned to face me as my fingers touched him, a smile broke out on his wrinkled face as he reached down and lowered my seat back, and by the time I was lying down I was stroking him and pressing his cock against my tiny slit, his purple head pressing hard against my immature, but coming to life excuse for a clitoris.He slid his hand between my open legs and lifted my knee up and over, He spun me around on my bum, until he was standing between my open legs, and he pulled me forward until my. My hand moved to the inside of my naked thigh. I felt the warmth there and moved my hand closer to my puss, teasing myself silently. I hid these actions from Alice. It was a game I loved to engage in. Whether she knew or sensed what I was doing, she never let on. Her back and bottom are an endless playground for me, both visually and physically, so when I see her this way, I get very excited. This she does know!I opened my legs a little and slid my hand up to my mound. I tugged on the hair and.