“Me too, Ellen. You dance wonderfully.”“No, I don’t,” she laughed. “You were just lucky that my first partners tonight had to bear the bru...t of my ignorance. With time I learned the steps though. Richard, why have you been avoiding me?”“I was afraid,” he whispered.“Afraid? Of what? Of me?”“I was afraid that you might refuse me.”“But why should I?”“You know why, Ellen.”“Richard, I thought we had that behind us. I have long forgiven you. More than that, I care for you.”“You do, Ellen? I care for. Oooooh! My erection throbbed in the empty space and was searching for something, a hand to wank it, the gap between 2 cushions, or may be even a pussy. I circled her hairy pussy at the top of the panty and then kept the circling movement as I went further down and that is when I felt the wetness. My goodness, I used to think that the porn books only faked when they wrote of a woman’s wetness, they were not wrong, she was so damn wet! I kept licking her breasts and at the same time fiddling with. She had on a pair of black yoga pants that might as well not been there except them somehow made her look even more sexy. Whe had put on a small and I mean tiny white wife beater that stretched itself to its limits covering her 34 C tits. But the thing that floored me as she had cut the crotch out of her yoga pants and a strap on harness nearly hid the fact as it rode in the most provocative manner over her shaved pussy. “Your ass is mine, big boy!” she laughed and walked into the room.The dong. Mike di it. He knelt down on his knees before his beautifull blond wife Amy. Mike began giving her light kisses on her thighs..inside…then on her full smooth round belly…then her breasts… then standing again Like put his hand on the back of Amy’s nexck and gave his wife a soft loving deep kiss….Okay Mike, You can try to please her again or you can save yourself the humuiation of a second failure and bring her to me…… Mike’s eyes looked thourhg the dar of the room…..Amy’s heart was beating.