“Mmm, music has started, won’t be long till the guys start asking the sluts to go in the back and dance,” Will commented as he looked at his wif..., then Cheryl, smiling. “Well. I hope you sluts are ready to dance with the young studs, and being groped and fondled.”“Ahhh, but of course, my dear,” Molly replied, “and looking forward to having my ass and tits m*****ed as we go to the dance floor in the back.”I watched as one, then two young studs picked up their drinks and headed our direction, one. "Wow, what did they bust you for, Santa?"I whirl around and there sitting on the floor in ripped jeans and a body hugging shirt was a girl that was probably in the 8th grade. She pushed herself up and I thought that she was a miniature wet dream come to life! Shoulder length brown hair fell straight over her shoulders. Unlike most of the girls (and secretaries for that matter) she had boobs that while just barely mouthfuls, stuck out proudly from a tight hard body. Her waist curved in and the. . never..." she started."...Been with a girl?" I filled her in and looked at the other woman. "How about you, Ingrid?"She turned to look at me, and said: "Never." Then her eyes locked with Audrey's, and her tongue started closing in on the entrance."There, you see," I told Audrey, who was biting her lip. "Nothing to fear." O-oh..." Audrey Hepburn moaned and closed her brown eyes as Ingrid Bergman's long, slithering tongue slipped inside her warm hole.Ingrid's nose was buried in the dark fur of. Still sitting side by side on the sofa we started beating off. I mean there was no playing around trying to get hard. We were both as hard as steel before we had gotten our pants off. It turned out neither of us was cut, although out foreskin is different. He has more than me. His completely covers the head of his cock whereas mine doesn’t quite cover mine. As for size, there isn’t really much difference – maybe half an inch or less, both in length and going around. I think we both got pretty.