It was unlikely that it was a coincidence.Grace's aunt, who happened to be Marcie's mother, had been a dance instructor. Consequently, all the women a...d most of the men in her family were very good dancers. When it became apparent that I knew my way around the dance floor, I was in constant demand. Grace and I did a pretty damn mean foxtrot and Ann insisted I dance one with her. Marcie even had the DJ find a tango and dragged me onto the floor. We made more than a few mistakes since we had. My cock was stiff beneath me and rubbing against the bed. She had to know that I figured. Then I said it was her turn. After some initial hesitation, she said ok. I undid her blouse and discovered a lacy black bra which I undid as she lay face down. I applied lotion and rubbed and massaged her shoulders, neck, and back and down to her butt. I kissed the nape of her neck and met no resistance. I gently turned her over. Her breasts were fuller than I had supposed and showed very dark large. She slowly pulled it off and her amazing breasts were revealed to me. I could see that her nipples were hard. I touched them and cupped her boobs. It was an amazing feeling.She came close to me and ran her thin smooth hand through my hair and slowly started kissing me. I was completely subdued. Now that we had done so much backing up didn’t seem like the best option. I started moving my hand into her vagina. I could feel the vertical lips hard and wet. I started rubbing her vagina and she gave. He still had both hands occupied with his reins and saddle when he saw the derringer that the woman was holding. "Stop right there, or I will blow a hole in yer fuckin' head!" she ordered. When Beau froze in position, the woman shouted, "OK, BOYS, HE'S ALL YERS!"From right behind him, Beau heard a man's voice, "Merci, Lolette. I have him covered now." At that moment, Beau felt a gun muzzle pressed into his back right over his spine."Now, Monsieur, prove ta us that ya ain't a revenue agent..