"Same old same old," Warren grumbled.The original dance was different. First of all, the judging panel-drawn from the panels of the two compulsories-d...dn't have too many from the Judging Mafia. The second reason was that Sophia and Warren immediately realized that they made an astute musical choice in skating their waltz to Pam Tillis's "In Between Dances." By the time the judges see us, they're going to be so damn sick of The Blue Danube that anything is going to be better," Warren. We obliged as she turned over and layed on her back as the three of us began wanking harder and harder, the young man cum first he showered her tits with spurts of creamy liquid, she fucking loved it, both myself and the half-b*****r continued masturbating … I couldn’t wait any longer and cried out ‘Fuck it, I’m cumming!’ … I nudged my cock towards her open mouth and I shot my load over her face and lips … she sucked on it too, draining the last drop out of my cock, her half-b*****r grunted. " I'm not sure I'm ready to be a full time mom," I replied (note I'd already decided I wanted that pussy experience, I just wasn't at all sure about the whole after-care bit, diaper changing is, So, not me)."What do you think your slaves are for? Childcare is their job, not yours." I smiled then. It was a hungry 'Were-girl' sort of smile. Case solved, conscience clear. But still; definitely wait a few months; get a better control of my life first. Yep, that was the plan."What about the rest of. I keep walking and head back downstairs. I’m not sure where I’m going or what I’m going to do. I just needed some space at that moment.Chapter TwoI’m walking through the main stage area on the first floor. I’m kicking myself for not grabbing my clothes before I left. I’m too angry to go back right now. When I get to the stage, I see that another couple is up there. There is a man that is laying face down on a table. He is wearing nothing but a very restrictive collar. His Mistress is dressed in.