It was black lycra, extremely tight and the top barely covered my tits. The lower half was also slashed to the waist. She then insisted I wear a pair ...f her shoes with 6" heels and no tights. I was petrified but she laughed and said the club was private so no problem, and I would not regret it. We arrived at the club at 9pm, and the first thing I was aware of was that most of the women were dressed like me and Alexa.We sat on a couch and had drinks served by a good looking young guy. I. "You're going swing dancing?" my sister said surprised when I told her."Like big band type stuff?" Yeah," i said. "I think a few swing songs have come in the radio," Ireplied. I'm not entirely sure which songs and bands were popular at themoment. But I do remember the swing revival starting this year andlasting into my college years. "So I definitely want a skirt," I added."Look at you. Asking for a skirt." She laughed. "Who are you and whathave you done with my sister?"A poodle skirt would be. Cynthia smiled."Hurry up, turn in your test. We'll have to run to be in time. Penny will be waiting for us outside already!" she urged him on."Oh no, he needn't hurry. I saw everything."Dr. Jones voice was cold as ice when he said those condemning words. William was shocked and Cynthia whirled toward their teacher."What?" both asked at the same time, total disbelief in their voices."Oh, I saw him. He wrote for at least another ten seconds after I declared the exam to be over. He needn't bother. "Faster! Jerk that big prick faster, Uncle Dave! I wanna see you really go." I'm goin'!" Yeahhhhh, shit! Shit! That's the way!"Sue finger-fucked her teenaged cunt faster.Dave drilled his cock, his hand becoming a pump, a piston, his prick like a rig.Click! Click! Slosh! Slosh!The sound of Dave's masturbating was like a symphony to young Sue. She stared passionately at his hand-job.She leaned luxuriously against the wall, legs cocked, knees bent, rolling her hips, her hand spreading her.