I looked in the full-length mirror. I was hot! Guys would be drooling tonight. Their dates would be jealous.I was going dancing at a nearby club that ...eatured Latin music. This was not a bar with music but a dance club with liquor. Maybe the distinction isn't obvious. People go there to dance and happen to drink between dances.They had a live band, which would play the whole panorama of Latin music. But the highest percentage of the music would be Salsa, high-energy, hip-swiveling, infectious. She continued, “I haven’t had sex since your father took off and abounded us, I work at a shitty job to make ends meet, and I don’t meet nice guys like this every day. So back off.”Daisy looked at her mother while Tabatha said, “She’s right. You know she’s right. My father is a nice guy and my mother couldn’t wait to get in bed with him. He rocked her world right up to the day she died. As far as sex I’m sure she misses that too. If I had anything more than my finger and Mom’s dildo I’m sure. Not me, her! She leant into me, and kissed me tenderly, still supporting herself with her hands. I moved my hands onto her waist and took some of the weight off for her, as she now lied on top of me, still kissing only now more passionately. She moved her legs to either side of me so she could straddle, and my cock was now starting to get hard as her crotch pressed against mine. Lots of thoughts were racing through my head, not least the fact that an extremely hot girl had made a move on me,. "What's happening tonight?" Dad asks."Suri's sister's having a sleepover," I explain. "I really wish I wasgoing..." I don't doubt it!" Dad laughs. "Ah, just wait, six years from nowyou'll be having quote-unquote sleepovers with girls every night of theweek... Just thank god you'll be at uni then so I don't have to explainto your sisters what all the noise is!" Heh," I say, sighing as we quickly return home where Cassie immediatelycollars me and tells me about her day, which provides a nice.