Following dinner would be the Latin dancing where every couple would get a chance to show off their stuff.The band resumed its playing as Carlos and M...ria began the dancing. I took Lynn by the hand as I spoke."Waltz, my dear?" I asked with a grin.She just smiled as she rose from her seat and followed me onto the dance floor. Ron and Jill soon followed and momentarily the whole room was out on the floor waltzing to the music as the band played on.As Lynn and I waltzed around the room, I was. My floodgates burst and wave after wave of continuous pleasure flowed through my body. "Oh yes!" I screamed as white stars flashed before my eyes.Even with my pussy throbbing and shuddering out of control, I felt Marcus' cum blast deep inside me. Bang! The second shot was as hard as the first, flooding my vessel with his thick cum. He withdrew and my pussy felt painfully vacant without his strong manhood deep inside of me. I quickly grasped his meat and milked it. Mesmerized, I watched his cum. Let me tell you my story.’‘Back in 1830, I was a young naïve twenty year old young woman. I was a serving girl working in a tavern near the water front. One evening this tall handsome man comes into the tavern, sits at one of my tables and orders dinner and a pint of ale. I served him his dinner and over a second pint of ale he asks me what my name was. I told him my name was Imelda.’‘I’m pleased to make your acquaintance Imelda. I’m sure I’ll be seeing you again.’‘He came in every night for. "She's in on our bed - a basket case. You go right in there and propose to her, then you fuck her until she can't take any more."By then, he was naked and he just stared at her in disbelief. He had thought there would at least be some discussion, some planning, but he could see it in her eyes. She was feeling every hurt, every emotion that her twin was suffering through. It was time for emergency aid, not rational planning."Jack, Darling, it was always supposed to be this way: Ellie and me.