I looked at her. Her eyes were wide and she had a smile on her face. I touched her cheeks with my palm. They were super-soft. She was wearing a shrug ...ver her pink dress.I removed her shrug only to reveal her inside that beautiful pink dress of hers. There she was, in a pink colored knee length dress which gave a perfect sight to her boobs. Her ass was also shaping nicely from behind her dress. I pulled her towards me and now she was sitting on my lap.There was not a word spoken since her. They were well-known among the others, though. I got lost in the rhythms of the drumming for a couple of hours while I sketched the environment and the dancers. This was a world akin to meeting Kate’s family for the first time. I finally understood why I’d been told to wear jeans and a button-down shirt. Jeans were the uniform, but all the guys there were dressed up on top, many in western wear and some in various renditions of native costume. Of course, those who danced were dressed in. With her sucking mouth.Okay! This is where it gets interesting. We should have stopped with the fuck knowing we were cutting it real close. Denise’s mother was supposed to come over to make me dinner and the time for her arrival was getting very, very near. I told my granddaughter that, but Denise just wouldn’t listen. She said we had plenty of time and not to worry. Her mother was always late anyway, she said as my cock slid into her mouth and she started licking. Guess what? My. It was dry! I’d hoped that she would be just a little bit aroused. So, I dropped to my knees and used both hands to spread her ass cheeks wide to reveal her gaping hole. I licked it and spit into it and stuck my tongue into it, making it wet enough for me to penetrate.Then I stood up, put my cock into Tracy’s pussy, grabbed both shoulders, and pushed slowly into her, giving her my whole ten inches of cock. She moaned softly until it hit her cervix.“Ugh! You’re hurting me!”“Sorry.”She was tight.