We waved again. There was a girl who yelled, “I love you, Charles,” which made everyone chuckle except Claire who gave me a look.“The other danc...rs that will be returning are...”Again, I didn’t care, but I did the smile and clap as each one was introduced as remaining. As the eliminated four left the floor each of them gave Claire and me a high-five showing how classy they were.I was thinking ‘Holy spit, how do we top this?’ I hope either our Samba or Jive was good enough or will I have to. Now I bend my knees down and push up, feeling another few inches deeper. Feeling you grunt at the change and your hands grab back to my legs. Feeling your grip tight to show how it feels.I ravage your body like this for not too long because my fucking is causing you to lose your balance. I pull out and push you to your knees. Pushing your legs together and straddling your ass and legs before lining myself up with your dripping slit again. I quickly run my tongue from your clit to your little. It was like that now, too. My fingers had paused at my clitoris, to assure it I'd be back, but then slid down between my thighs, between my lips, deep down inside myself. I loved this feeling best of all, such control over my body, intimate and personal, private and secret, a part of me no one else really understood.As my now slippery fingers slid in and out, they slipped over and around my clit, in no hurry at all, enjoying the journey as much as the inevitable destination.My mind wandered. "Yeah, I picked it up by accident, then I went looking for information on the net," Wanda declared, preening a bit. "Guys want to fuck -- which means they want to go deep. You want to convince them they are, with your hand, at least, if not your mouth. You can do this -- can't you, Gina?" Wanda took charge of Pete's cock, pulled it in a couple of times to a moderate depth, then lodged it in her throat with her lips in Pete's pubes."Wow!" Mary gasped."You have to learn that," Wanda croaked,.