Times like I love dancing -- my hand -- more than sex -- creeping down-- the flashing lights -- to her pants -- the sweat-- and slipping -- the smoke ...ingering in the air -- past her panties -- the heat of your partner -- one finger -- the swaying bodies around you -- crawling past the hair -- the hypnotic beat -- and sliding along her crack -- and then the pace of your dancing slows -- her head turning to mine -- and eventually stops -- with her eyes closed -- and you find yourself holding her. I pulled you into my arms and hugged and kissed you. You could tell that I was refreshed, more alive than you had ever seen me. The sea air, the water and your beauty have made me young again. My embrace was strong and gentle. You melted against my body. We kissed and kissed again. Then our tongues danced. My tongue probed your mouth. I caressed your hair. You looked into my eyes and could see an impish grin. Something was about to happen. It always did when I got that look. Your sundress. Mere muha se siskari nakal rahi thi lawa nikalte hi didi ke hatho me fel gaya didi ko hons aya mene didi ko khah didi apko kitna kaha ruk jao magr apko hoshi nahi tha didi ka chera saram ke mare lal ho gaya didi ne mujhe towel se saf kiya or chadar odakar baharChali gai us pure din didi ne mujhse kuch bhi bate nahi ki me din bhar apne room me hitha bhar nahi nikala kiyoki dawai kane or lagane se fark to pada tha par adha hi . abhibhi halka sa dar tha . rat ko mammi ne kana kane bullaya me bahar. Another scene comes onto the computer screen as Christina adds a third finger to her already stuffed pussy. This time she sees and hears three girls kissing each other in a bedroom. There is a blonde, brunette and a girl with black hair. As time passes the girls end up on the bed. The blonde is stretched out on the bed with the black haired girl straddling her face. While the blonde girl is getting the taste of a sweet dessert, the brunette is between her legs. In her possession is a vibrator.