The band, a local high school group, was playing a slow dance when we walked in, so I parked Tami in a chair and took Robbie out on the dance floor. I...guess I'm old-fashioned, but I like the slower dances where I actually get to touch my partner. Of course, back in the fourth grade when I'd learned, I thought it was torture.Robbie was a good dancer. Which was no surprise. If there was anything Robbie wasn't good at, I hadn't discovered it yet. And she felt good in my arms as I held her. Anne finally leaned backenjoying the sight of the two women boobs all red infront of her. They were still holding them up fearingto let go as she leaned back over tweaking their nipsas they gasped. She was enjoying her domination of thetwo older women.She got up from the couch and took up putting her assback in Louise’s face and grabbing her mother’s hairshoved her face in her cunt. She rubbed her titsenjoying the tonguing in her holes as each was beingtongue fucked. She was just. She arched her back so he could lick up and down her slit as she rode his tongue. she screamed with delight as his right forefinger gently rimmed her ass. she was in heaven..dont stop she said over and over as she came quicker than usual. he knew this would be a good weekend away. they rested for a while before getting ready for dinner. she dressed in her black seamed stockings suspender belt and matching bra, no knickers again high heels and a clingy dress which showed her belt to good. "Now then about thefooty."Immediately the conversation returned to the usual content of football,birds and cars and, after chipping in the odd comment about Liverpool'sdismal performance, I returned to scanning barcodes and dropping theparcels down the correct chutes. Although I have no interest infootball, my flatmate Megs was a typical 'Scouser' and worshipped atthe altar of Liverpool FC, and I had picked up enough from her to soundlike I knew what I was talking about!I do not think, Mary.