No demands. No urgency. Only a touch of her lips. And this, too, she repeated, all around my face, and then again. There was a pause and I felt her ga...ing and heard her breathing calmly and she seemed to be not just looking, but studying, waiting. And then her lips on mine again, but this time more wetly, more warmly, and it was more a kiss than a touch, her own lips parted and wetter now, and she pressed her lips to mine but, at the same time, she didn't press; she grazed her inner lips across. But then the eating was done (except for the desserts) and it was time for ythe foirst dance.Traditionally dancing is how a couple gets to know each other's bodies without getting their clothes off. We didn't have that problem, but dancing was fun in and of its own right. There's a pleasure in doing something together.The DJ didn't do just slow dances, or fast ones. He knew how to mix things up, and we got into a fine rhythm of dancing, gossiping, and just having fun. It was quite a while. “Yeah,” my Aunt offered a cup of coffee to Liz.“Did he give you the same speech he did to me about wanting coffee but really liking creamer?” she asked.“Yeah,” my Aunt agreed.My mind was very electrified with the possible reasons that two women were in the same bed with one man. There were so many sexual scenarios in my mind that I was thankful I had just milked myself.“Well, hello, Jenny! Your mom tells me you have been cleaning up the house and doing book reports. I wish you lived down here.. . ” With that she took out a pack of strawberry flavoured condom from her side draw. She was stroking my dick few times and then wore the condom on me. I now positioned myself inbetween her legs and she guided me into her love hole. It went inside with ease. I now started my to and fro action and slowly increased my pace. She pulled my head and started kissing my lips. In between she was moaning like hell ” aaaaaahhhhh yeaaaaa boyyyyyy… oooooffffff mmmmmmmm aaaaahhhh… wooooowwwwww.