She was completely aware of her body, her every muscle and feeling. To them she seemed defiant, in touch with her sexuality. It was arousing to watch,...and so very rare. In the midst of the hip-swinging, foot-tapping throng, she seemed like a flower, a goddess. Her uniqueness was her beauty, her selfish sensuality. She took pleasure alone, and needed no other, while she could dance. The song built up to a climax- so did she. Her movements became wilder, yet utterly controlled, in that only a. "I admire your courage to come back and prove you deserve to be here." Anna was unconsciously stroking Jennifer's lower thigh as her head was nestled on her chest.Jennifer took Anna's face in her hands and looked deep into her eyes. "I think I see what Martina finds so special" she said as she lightly placed her lips on the young beauties lips. Tentatively, both girls tongues began to slowly explore each others mouths. Anna's stroking of Jennifer's thigh became a bit bolder as her hand rose. It was puffy and hairy. Before I left the kitchen I also managed to squeeze her buttocks , saying it is so hard and nice to touch. I said your husband is lucky , he can play with all these every day. She smiled and said , he only likes the young girls who work as day workers at the farm and he has no more interests in me. We fixed up a massage session at 5 P.M since she said her man would be going to town around that time and he would come home drunk late at night..After serving me lunch, she. Marc had gone to the restaurant straight from work he got there ten minutes early, it was now five past six so Kate was already late even though she finished work early and was going from home. It was now twenty five past six Kate finally walked through the door to greet Marc with the puppy dog eyes she gave him when she was sorry about something he just said come on in a cheeky way he did know she was going to be late as she’ never on time.The waiter showed them to their table, they always.