You turn and lock eyes with me, then move closer to him, beginning to dance for him, slowly. You turn again and he unzips your dress, letting it fall ...o the ground, and now you're just wearing lingerie. You dance some more, grinding your beautiful ass on him, then turning, running your hands over your breasts as you take them so close to his face; I can see your nipples through the fabric. You unhook your bra and it falls away, and now you're brushing your nipples against his face as his mouth. "Oh yes. Fuck me Shawn, fuck me, hard and fast. Fuck me."Her talking got me going and I started to pound into her harder and faster."Cum with me Stephanie, cum with me." Yes ........ faster .... harder ....... yes ......... oh fuck me."I could tell she was getting close so I was pounding into her like crazy. All you could hear was skin pounding against skin, and her moaning. I could feel my balls tightening and knew that I was close. "Here I cum sweetie, take it all." Yes. Cum in me. Here I cum. Mother drove us to her house, a very picturesque bungalow, not too far from town. Ms. Simmons made us very welcome, and she looked just like we remembered her. She was wearing a navy blue dress with buttons down the front, and a silver broach at her left breast. It seemed rather obvious she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her legs were encased in a pair of woolen stockings, and wearing heavy leather shoes that was common in those days. However, in spite of her size, she looked quite attractive for her. Disappeared.Vanished.In the still silence of the flat, Carol began to recall details of hervery first outing. Recall them with flashes of sharp, well lit relief, andsome blurry bits, like a badly edited flashback sequence in a poorly shotmovie. She recalled the complete stranger who had asked her to dance, andher shocked thrill at the touch of his lips on her neck and fingers on herbare arm and on her bum. Shocked because she had loved it, and had scaredherself at how MUCH she loved it.She.