The pair both downed them and headed over to the dancefloor and began to dance with each other.Pretty soon they were dancing with a guy each. The guys...had their armsaround them, grabbing their ass and running their hands up their backpulling them into themselves.The girls ground themselves into the guys, dancing and rubbing themselvesover the guys!Soon enough the girls had taken the guys home and were each in a bedroomwith the guys, sucking their cocks and letting the guys fuck them untilthe. I remembered how thrilling it was while in college being hit on by a handsome stud and allowing him to seduce me. I can imagine having sex with a good-looking wealthy man. All sex is good only some is better than others. I’m satisfied with my husband, but I need more stimulation in my life. Even though I enjoy pottery making, it doesn’t satisfy me the way sex does. I call Angela and made an appointment to talk with Ruthie, the owner-manager of the Atlanta Escort Service. Ruthie told me how the. .. don't know what to do...," she said softly."Rub it."Slowly, Myrna moved her hand up and down on Dylan's hard dick."Like this?" she asked."Yeah..." he groaned.A few strokes later, Dylan's balls twitched and hot spurts of cum shot out of his cock landing on his chest."Oh, fuck...," gasped the white boy.Myrna felt a glow of pride that she was able to get Dylan off so fast. She kept stroking his dick until the flow of semen stopped."Did I do it right?" she smiled."Yeah, you sure did. Sorry I. Tom isn't lying on top of her, thrusting his magnificent cock in and out between her legs. Her husband isn't watching from the door, wanking his little tool."Darn! Why cant it ever be real?" She curses as she sits up, removing the hand from inside her panties. If only it could be true.Suddenly a giggle off in the distance... then a moan. A chill runs down her spine, straight down to her pussy, instinctively making it itch again.Rising she moves towards the source of the sounds. Its coming from.