”“Agnes, this is going to be difficult. I keep wanting to poke my erection into you.”“Okay, I guess we had better put on some clothes. I keep ...anting you to do that also. You would never learn, and I won’t be able to teach you.”We spent the next several days dancing together for two hours a day. Agnes drilled the beat into me, and at night I would find myself counting the steps and rhythm of the Tango to put myself to sleep when Agnes did not exhaust me.Tango is a simple combination of two slow. The whole scene was incredibly sensual and I was highly aroused, but didn’t want to disturb them so left the yard and called Candy. She explained that she knew that Steve was visiting Renee and as their kids were visiting friends, asked whether I wanted to come over. I needed no further invitation and before long Candy met me at the door in a low cut blouse and shirt skirt. Soon thereafter we were embracing and kissing and our hands explored each other’s bodies. Candy and I never had full. All the guys around the table half smiled. None of them could believe how much Jill got into the game. It was like she believed this was real. If her trick didn't work they all wondered if she would go so far as to let them fuck her. After all Cliff was already fingering her pussy and Jill was obviously effected by it. Her mouth was open, her eyes half shut and she kept shaking her head but she wouldn't stop him because it wasn't part of the game.“Ok, well roll the dice then,” Cliff said and. I wrapped my hand around the base so that I could hold it in place while I licked it like a lolly pop. As I lowered my mouth onto his cock taking it deeper I slipped my index finger into his rectum.I stroked his cock a few times with my warm wet mouth and he began to cum. I sucked deeper and swallowed while I stroked his ass with my finger. He came like water from a garden hose. He did not spurt until the very end. Up until that point, he came in a steady stream. When I finished with his cock.