"You know, I think he was hoping you'd invite him dancing or something."Vicky's jaw dropped, and her head snapped around to stare at Marta. "What?" s...e demanded, her tone seemingly angry. Still, a hint of surprise, and possibly even delight, came through her mock distress. "He's not...my type!" She turned back to the dance floor, as much to hide her mixed emotions from her friend.Marta tilted back her head and laughed. "Methinks thou doth protest too much," she quoted.Vicky turned again,. I asked her to dance, as a number with a moaning saxophone and brushes on the drums was just getting going. A slow dance in a darkened room, the glittering ball casting a thousand shimmering lights as it twirled ever so slowly overhead. It was as if time had regressed and we were dancing in the 1940’s. My right hand holding her left, at shoulder height, my left upon her waist, her upon my arm, our feet shuffling on the floor as we continued to chat while we danced. As a measure of compliment I. Heck, you even let Hobbit lick you!” Rebecca pointed out.Misty sucked in a breath, “I don’t... I mean I’m not... I don’t know. But I don’t do what you think I do.”Molly smiled, “And what do you think we do, Misty?” she asked.Misty’s answer was soft. “You let your dogs lick your pussies.” “Oh no my Dear. Our dogs fuck us, and tonight we all expect to be fucked. To be fucked right here in the park and by more than one dog. I know Rebecca and Shey intend to have not only their own dogs, but each. She smiled to me and gave me a hug; saying I was her favorite ex-lover. She was looking real sexy; wearing a short dress red with a cut on the side; which allowed me to see her long nice shaped leg.I hugged her back happily and I felt her round butt with my hand. She was not wearing even a tiny thong under her sexy dress…She smiled again and slapped my hand off from her nice buttocks.Jennifer hugged me again and I immediately was aware of her round huge bumpers pressing into my chest. My dick.