As she finished her glass of wine, Nadia learned that the family had a tradition of dancing for a few minutes before dining. They called it their pre-...inner ball. Suddenly a waltz was playing and Madeline and Craig spun off to the music. John claimed his sister and Nadia stood there until Paris Waterman touched her shoulder and asked for the honor of the dance. Nadia held out her hand and he led her out on the dance floor and pulled her close as they joined the others in the waltz.As they moved. She looked in the mirror, the blush fading from her face. Turning, she looked back over her shoulder at her reflection. Her bare arms, the cold hard steel of the cuffs, the hour glass shape of her body, her nice, full, ass and the lacy tops of the stockings. This is what James was going to see in a minute, she thought. As she walked through the dim light of empty office, she wondered if he would be gentle with her, or rough. Would he spank her, would he use lube? She was sure he was going to. I kept hold as she fell backwards on to the bed. She looked at me with tears in her eyes and shouted “yes you slut, eat me all up” even through the tears I could sense the thrill in her young voice, grabbing Robs head, she pulled him on to the other breast, and “suck me hard Rob” she ordered. Writhing around beneath us she forced her hands down to her crotch, The tights were wet, and you could see a large damp patch around her thighs and rising to her pubic mound. This time, rather than forcing. Before the finals, she started talking loudly about her upcoming trip to Hawaii."Mouthy broad, isn't she?" Becca muttered under her breath."Well, we'll see," I said.Becca laughed so hard she got the hiccups. The state shows didn't involve any actual sex that year, but each MILF had to give head to an enormous dildo. Becca's deepthroat act proved to be more than enough to finish the other moms off."See, I was right," I said as Becca jumped on me for a bear hug. "Not nearly mouthy enough."We were.