”“I’ll be a limpet tonight.”"Suits me," I said, leaning in for a kiss.Just then, there was a knock on the door, so we went to answer it and it...was Mr and Mrs C. After the greetings, Mrs C got Tina to stand back and do a twirl.“Oh, that dress is lush, I loves it!” said her mum.“You look beautiful, petal,” said her dad.“You’re not so bad either, Luke. Those other boys here too, is it?”I took them through to the living room, where people were now gathering and did the introductions. Our fathers. . a bit more than we should but it was fun, Herbert would rub my back and my legs as we sat at the table, and he would hold me close and massage my ass as we danced, a couple of other men cut in on us so I danced with them also, they were rugged looking black men, it looked strange me a 50 year old sightly over weight white women dancing with guys who could be my sons, Herbert told them he was my husband so things didn't get to out of hand, although they did feel my ass and boobs up.Herbert and. I saw his eyes keep swivelling first to her breasts and then to my erection and then back again and it was if he were watching a tennis match. Christiana had finished drying her body and now slipped her dress which I hadn’t seen her take off, back over her head, not bothering with anything else. ‘Ten minutes,’ she said over her shoulder as she went indoors. ‘I can’t understand you Paul,’ Miki said to me as we continued to dry ourselves. ‘Why do you come to me when you’ve got a woman like. “She’s damn near salivating.” His dick was working like a magnet on me and I couldn’t stop myself from diving forward on the floor of the van until my face was up against dick. “Good little pussy,” Clack said, putting his beefy hands on my head. I knelt between his legs with my elbows on his thick thighs and my ass stuck up high. I squeezed that thick muscle and I took my first taste with my tongue. I’ve never tried drugs because I have a feeling I’m an addictive kind of person. I’m already.