"They started playing; Ken recognised the tune as "The Way You Look Tonight", from the old Fred Astaire movie "Swing Time"."Come on, let's dance to th...s one, it should be a nice slow one," he said to Christy.Despite her protests, they moved to the dance floor. He showed her how to hold him, where to place her hands, and told her to relax, and move with him. They danced through that song, and the next one, until their main course arrived."Did you enjoy that?" Ken asked her. "You did pretty well,. I pretty much enveloped her upper body but pushed my butt away from her so that my cock wouldn’t make contact with her. After a few more minutes she started to fidget and move around. This annoyed dad who was falling asleep and was disturbed. He mumbled something incoherent and mom shushed me to be quiet. Mom then decided that she was too hot after all and unzipped the bag halfway. Moving slowly so as not to disturb dad anymore, she managed to take her t-shirt off. There was some moonlight in. I moved a little left to ensure I got hit where I wanted it and soon began to shake as I felt the slow building of another orgasm. I just hoped that Tom would last long enough to get me there as he usually stopped some way short and I didn’t want him to embarrass himself in front of his friend. It was then that something unexpected happened; Chris moved on his knees and lifted his cock back towards my face. Unbelievable! Chris was getting aroused again and wanted me to help get him hard once. " "Nesting instinct," she said knowingly."Nesting instinct?" I responded. "I'm not sure thee is such a thing." Why else would you suddenly have such a hard time tolerating a messyroom?" Maybe it's my new set of frontal lobes," I offeed."Frontal lobes?" she responded. "Yah," I confirmed. "They're the part of the brain associated withthings like organizational skills, planning, focus, etc. I'm fairlysure that there were a few shorted out connections in my old frontallobes. I was on the.