Even without the music, Jane recognized the choreography - Caitlyn waspracticing one of the lead dancer's solos from "Sleeping Beauty", theballet that...Caitlyn's dance school was currently planning for theirspring performance later that month.Only then did Jane realize that Caitlyn was not only dancing, she wasdancing en pointe. *None* of her boy-girls had ever achieved that levelof proficiency before - mostly because it wasn't necessary. Jane'spurpose in having them practice dance had always. ", she replied as in a trance.He pushed her back onto the armchair and pulled up her habit, so that he had full view of her naked body from foot to neck. He got off his seat and knelt between her thighs. Burying his face in her pussy he smeared her juices over his face. He put her legs over the arms of the chair and pulled her to the edge of the cushion. She watched as he took hold of his own cock and then studying her open sex, stroked it up and down from her anus to her clit, until her pussy. ”“What if he asks you to strip naked too? Would you get naked with us in his bed?”“Is Allison naked?““She was the first one who pulled her panties off. She’s waving for me not to tell on her, but she’s laughing too because Jack’s reaching for her titty.”“Ask Allison if she would mind if I come over for a while. I want to sit with Jack, too.”“She said come on over. Wait, Jess said to come wearing nothing but your gown so if Jack asks you to strip naked with us, you can.”“Oh, I’m not so sure. It wasn’t until that night when he was asleep, I took the DVD to the living room and watched the scene and masturbated, cumming very intensely. Over the years, I would fantasize about a black man or couple without my husband’s knowledge. In the shower or even during the day when I was all alone. I couldn’t help but realize I was very curious about having sex with someone outside of my race. Perhaps that is the reason why the sex decreased and he went to another women, but this might be ironic.