They were playing nice slow ballads, and Libby moved her head slightly, keeping time to the music. Robert hadn't danced in a long time, but he had a s...dden urge to do so. "That music's too good not to dance to. C'mon, Lib, you game enough to see if you can keep your toes out of the way?"For just a few moments, Libby's face was serious, as if she were pondering serious matters rather than Robert's simple question. Then she gave him her pixie grin and said, "Yeah, I think I'm game enough. Lead. "They're jealous. None of them have ever seen a cuter boy."Cute was not what I was hoping for, but wisely kept my mouth shut. I did that a lot around Dacia.'Mi credo, mi pasado, mi religion' (My creed, my past, my religion).She was wearing a light summer dress that drifted freely around her legs when she moved. It clung to the curve of her bosom and hips almost as tightly as I wanted to. Dacia walked to the radio and popped in a CD while giving me a wicked smile. I knew the worst of teasing. The curtains on the windows were mostly drawn shut so that just a hint of light snuck into the room. I approached the bed and thought "here we go." I reached down and grabbed his cock with my right hand and he let out a surprised moan. I stroked it a little and it got harder in my hand. It was a familiar feeling to jacking my own dick but I was surprised by how heavy his massive tool was in my hand. I looked at it and thought "now or never". I bent over and put my lips sideways on his cock then. ...................................................................Life went on in Cockington as always . Boring as hell and twice as shitty.Nothing ever happened in Cocking ton ,everyone knew that.It was Sunday evening and Harriet and Hermoine had packed small brown suitcases with the bare necessities of life.“Why if fuck did we do that” said Hermoine.“I have not a fucking clue” replied Harriet.Hermoine was sleeping over again and the girls were eager to start licking each other out and.