What would you like for me to do next? What shall I take off next for you? said Charlene. How about a lap dance. Have you ever given a lap dance befor...? What ever you think I like to see next. I said. Charlene looked at her husband across the room. He motion for her to come to him. I helped her off the stage as she walked over to him. I waited a few minutes as they talked. Charlene strutted back on her big heels. My husband wants to make sure your not going to touch me. Also it will cost you a. "Satisfied now?" asked Dave."Not hardly," said Mae huskily."I mean about the fact that your ex was a schmuck? Wouldn't go down on you because your pussy got too wet," Dave said sarcastically. "Fuck if I could figure out a way to bottle that stuff do you know how much money we'd make on the internet? Mae I could drown in that pussy of yours and die a happy, happy man."Mae giggled. "OK, ok sorry I brought it up. It's just something that's really bothered me." Tthat was obvious. That's why I felt. Joyce did so well and showed so much enthusiasm at thekissing and making out part that her 'boyfriend' actually looked kindadazed when his mother finally picked him up. Joyce's old self is stillin there somewhere of course but that side of my little lady hasabsolutely no chance of surfacing as long as I keep rewarding my sweetsusceptible Joyce with new sensual and erotic sensations and adventures.The practice dates are perfect excuse to do this, I think I'll make hersit on the boy's lap next. She was so drunk now and turned on and grinding her pussy hard on my cock while we danced. She told me to rub her pussy through her dress and she was so turned on and can’t wait to fuck my brains out. But after about half an hour later Eric found us on the dance floor and asked if he could dance with us ,it was very packed and I said sure if it’s ok with Karen I hate dancing anyway that’s he was saving me from the torture lol Karen said yeah sure she could do with a good dance partner who.