You know dancing is forbidden by the chapel, and anyway, I can’t dance. What’s more, they’ll all be young people and they wouldn’t want someon... my age mingling with them.’ ‘Want to bet, mum?’ ‘You know very well, Joshua, the chapel forbids betting.’ ‘I challenge you, mum, forget the chapel for once. We’ve got a couple of weeks before the dance, and I’ll teach you how to dance. Just come along and have a good time. ‘You mean you can dance? You’ve been dancing…? If the chapel finds out…’ ‘They’ll. It was legal for me to possess the weapons. They introduced me to several pilots and suggested I visit Fokker in Amsterdam.Been there, done that. The plant was ... Okay ... but nothing to write home about. Valmaat was building better aircraft. Fokker was still working with biplanes and fixed gear. We stayed longer in Amsterdam because Dal wasn't ready for us in Belgium.I made the call."Dal?" David?" Yes. Are you ready for us?" I asked."Do you think she'll still fit?" Dal asked."Dal ... it's out. I would watch intently as she would roll a stocking down, one at a time, and take it off. I liked looking at her beautiful shapely legs.I would then be asked to rub her tired feet and calves to relieve the ache and tension. She would always stop me if my hands would stray slightly above her knees and under the hem of her dress.Then came the Saturday, that was the day of my sixteenth birthday. It was two o’clock in the afternoon. I knew that ma wouldn’t be home until six. I had stripped naked. My cock was coated from Candy wet pussy. God the back of the mini van smelled of sex. I kept thrusting more of my cock in her tight pussy. I got all the way to the base before she pushed my cock all the way out.I looked down to see my wet cock against her naked ass. "This is not fair....you bitch!" said Crystal. "Shut up big boob bitch. Let me orgasm before Mom pulls the car over." said Candy. I smiled as I put my cock back in Candy wet pussy. I could feel every bump as my Step Mom hit a few.