" Said Mom."Can we please talk after?" "Fine." Said Mom who then walked away."Sorry, I guess I wasn't ready for that." I said."Go lock my door, I'll...get you hard again but you better get right to that pace, I was really close to a big one." Said Clara, clearly frustrated.I locked her door and after a few minutes of her sucking me I was hard again, I held on to her waist and slammed into her like before and was rewarded by her shuddering, gasping 'holy ffffuuuuuuck' as she came. Her climax. A slender woman aged in her 60s, heavily made up and dressed immaculately in a black gown joined them. ‘Hello Dan.’ ‘Hi Mrs. Hawkins. Rosina this is Mary Hawkins, formerly the island only residential dance teacher. I guess she wishes to dance with you.’ ‘Me… but why?’ ‘Let’s provide people here with a live demonstration of the beauty of the waltz dear as regrettably it’s slumped out of favor. I saw immediately you are a trained dancer.’ ‘Okay Mrs. Hawkins, although I must point out my dance. I’m gonna be the first one to fuck her and plant my seed in your friend’s honey pot here.”Hearing Chester talk about fucking me brought my clouded mind into focus. That’s when I recalled what I couldn’t remember before in the bar. It had been only five days since the end of my last period, and I might have been approaching a time when I could be fertile. I still wanted to be fucked but knew that I had to at least ask the men about wearing condoms.So, I pulled away from Calvin’s cock and still. Maybe I'd be selfish and not let Sam play with Tonya, though.“You're smiling,” Tonya said. “I like it. Makes you glow. You're so pretty, Becky.”My cheeks warmed. A giddy thrill ran through me. “Thank you.”She winked at me as she pressed my skirt higher. Then she shoved my skirt over my panties. She stared down at the light-gray cloth soaked by my passion. Her head darted down, her small nose twitching as she inhaled.“Oh, you smell different from me,” she said. “Spicy.”“Not tangy like you?” I.