I smiled back and felt inadequate.We danced a slow one sort of loosely connected as we talked. I learned she was a senior too. her home town, her pare...ts name and type, protective. We swapped likes and dislikes, hobbies, past work experiences. We were on our fifth straight dance when I kept staring at her full lips. I loved her mouth. Then I heard her say, "Go ahead."I looked up and she said, "Go ahead and kiss me. You've been staring at my lips for two dances. For god's sake kiss me."I touched. Katherine was getting antsy as well – her ass was hot and red and her pussy was dripping with desire. He slipped a finger into her and was amazed at how wet she was. Her pussy juices coated his finger. He rubbed her clit and she moaned and pressed against him. It was difficult for her – writhing against his hand, he could hear sobs mixed in with her moans and he knew she wouldn't need much more to send her plummeting over the edge.Master had more in store for her, so he added a second finger. I had to explain to her that I need get aroused to have it big. She asked what she should do for that. I said, “I do not know”. She understood and said that she knows to make it big and hard. In the mean while she was holding the cock over my lungi and it was getting bigger. She heard her mother calling and left in a hurry. Sita came in next. She being the younger one was more interested in seeing than feeling. She asked me to show her. I said no. She said that Rani would strip me and show me. Survival wasn’t something that crossed my mind until later this very day. The fact my sex drive was healthy was established with my independent thinking prong but my ego was pretty well deflated flat from its already limp state. I couldn’t figure out why my penis wasn’t more like a turtle, afraid to come out when I was in shock; the damned thing just kept going strong like it belonged to somebody else, or maybe them.Finally, I was almost too bewildered to even leave the table, hopeless for any.