My ’friend’ starts to inflate. “It’s working!” she announces. I just lean back a little further as her finger teases my dick. As my dick bec...mes as hard as a teenager’s she’s impressed with the size and the firmness of the erection. Now fully hard she starts scr****g four fingernails along the underside of my dick, from its base to sensitive nob. My entire body tenses and shakes as I feel my load boiling. I start involuntary thrusting my hips and as I do she holds the base of my dick firmly. I will dance you over to the door and whisper in your ear how much I love you, though, so stay and enjoy yourself. I'm really sorry I don't feel well and this music is about killing me."I glanced back as I was going out the door and saw my wife heading for the punch bowl. I was lucky when I got home and looked at my knuckles. They were red and swollen. I sat about an hour with ice on them and then I went to bed.Mim usually stayed to the bitter end at a dance, but tonight I heard her come in. ”“Thanks,” I said.I stripped naked outside, hating how the wind howled. It made me not dawdle. I dumped my clothes into the plastic bag she held, my dick soft and my nipples hard. I wrenched open the door and jumped into the warm air, groaning in—“Futa-champ!” squealed a dozen cheerleaders led by Genevieve. They lined the hallway, all of them in their uniforms, purple pleated skirts and silver shells today. They kicked their legs, flashing their naked pussies then grabbed their tops and lifted. Still she didn't move. Over the buzz of the engine, she somehow managed to hear the jingle of her cell-phone. Pulling it out of her bag, she looked disdainfully at the incoming message: ”Where the hell r u? ~E”Within a few seconds she had slid into the passenger's seat beside Javier. As she strapped in the seat-belt, the car moved forward. They barely cleared the garage door as it rose up from the floor.Out in the open streets, Javier quickly threw the car into gear and they peeled off into the.