His name was Matt. He took us to the main club meeting area. We were very impressed with how well dressed everyone was. There were lots of hot women w...aring hot dresses; Kris was not out of place. Most of the men had on jackets, as did I. He got us a couple of drinks and showed us the locker room where we could leave our clothes if we wanted.Then he showed us the rest of the club it had two large bars. Some people were talking and some were having sex. Matt then walked with us around showing. As she moaned below him, he roughly forced another finger into her, stretching her tight little hole in preparation for his long, thick cock… he wanted to prepare her, not kill the little thing when he finally impaled her and forced her over the edge of her orgasm in the process, her cum spraying from her as he caused her to squirt from her orgasmic bliss, her body clenching up and shaking all over.Not giving her a chance to recover, he ripped open his Levi’s and fished out his nine-inch rock. She faced away from her nephew, and slowly, wordlessly shimmied and worked up her skirt. Doug stared. Under the skirt, Amanda was wearing a little lacy thong, pulled tight into her ass-crack. Looking at his face in the kitchen mirror, she worked the thong out and down her long legs, finally stepping out of them. Then Amanda eased her skirt down, covering herself again, and turned back to face Doug. She held her warm, damp panties in her hand. ‘I have to go to work in about 5 minutes, and you. "So I can see what I look like without my dress." She started bouncingwildly up and down, blonde curls whipping around her head in a platinumcloud."OK then," he nodded, managing to keep a straight face. He fumbled withthe buttons for a few seconds, then sat back down on the bed while Aggieslipped the straps off her shoulders. She shimmied her hips for a coupleof seconds, sliding the frock to the floor and unveiling her sleekfigure in a silken whisper. She stepped out of the discarded remnant.