“Only the dance of love.” She said flirtingly. Sharon moved around the table and gave me a big hug and kiss as I pulled her close. My hand slid ...own to her fine arse.“How’s it going.” She asked. “The music is over and now we play pool.” I said as she moved sexily away.Ben was standing to my right and as my wife passed him she gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Making her way around the table back to Stan he too got a hug but this time Sharon gave him a quick kiss on the lips. As she. Not really.”Both friends started laughing. After a few seconds of continued abuse between friends, Johnnie continued, “Thanks for reminding me I had that paper to write. I would have probably been at the party. But then again, the way that guy was describing it, it sure sounded like one hell of a muthafuckin’ party.”“No doubt about it. No doubt about it. You know, it kinda sounds like the stories you hear about -- this great party that grew out of control and eventually the cops got called.. I'd spoon her for a few minutes, stroking her body, hoping for a passionate response, but the result was all too familiar. She'd moan, take my hand off her tits, and soon be fast asleep...We were both church goers, not because either of us was particularly religious but we wanted to have a good moral base for our c***dren. Besides, there were a lot of church events our family liked to attend. Deb was the social sparkplug, her smile and charm captivated everyone. Me? I was her shadow, trailing. I knew there would be the smell of sweat and sex on the sheets. I would probably lay in the leftover cum of her recent lover. I didn't care. I wanted her. She led me to the room and dropped her robe. He ass swaying in front of me I looked between her legs at the dark hair poking out and saw the moisture there. When she crawled on the bed, I clearly could see the semi clear man cum leaking from her. Her ass crack and top of thighs were semi dry with the sticky fluid. When she lay on her back,.