"I've been playing bass to that tune for decades. It's a Cajun staple. I've heard it done at a noticeably more sprightly pace, but Dan G. was riding o... the edge of his competence at the pace we used. And we pulled it off amid claps and laughter.Jo grinned. "You DID practice! And Kara! Quite the flourish!" She looked towards Kara. "Okay. We've done Celtic, and Classical and Cajun. Is Bert up to his turn?" Bert?" Kara said softly. When she said his name, it was like somebody switched a light on. Husband packed off to work while his wife entertains further to the further shock and sexual curiosity of the daughter.Later, he swims naked in the family pool, making no effort to hide his "equipment" from the youngster in the pool. Horsing around with the willing wife, hands running gently over the young teenage girl exploring her shy timid charms when she joins in the horseplay. Washing off with under the shower with a hard, erect cock. Goggle-eyed daughter. Embarrassed wife tries to. She lay there, one hand gently up near her face, the other laying next to her body, her face sweet as she carried on sleeping, totally unaware of the completely naked man standing staring down at her. Climbing onto the bed, he slowly lifted her top up and over her head, lifting her arms up, guiding the sleeves off her and her head through the loose scoop neck. Her body was slim and long, with small breasts encased in a white lacy bra, and Mitch sat back just staring for awhile before gently. "Where's Yasmeena and Nas?" They're waiting for you outside, Amatullah."She put the wig cap on my head and showed me to the mirror, I was dressedlike how I had fantasised Yasmeena might look and with my wig I lookedlike a paler version of her."You might want this," the receptionist said, offering me a burqa and Inodded.She helped me to put it on and I looked at the two of us in our burqas.Nas came back into the reception."I wondered what was keeping you, Amatullah. I see Bea has helped you.