She took her time dancing. One song ended, the next one played. Brenda can dance. Once she saw “twerking” was a thing, she committed herself to do...ng it. My wife is both sensual and sexual. She had my full attention as she removed the last piece of her clothing. I was riveted. Every move, every gyration. It wasn’t just a striptease, it was a performance. Then she came over to me, music still playing.“No hands,” she said as she worked on my pants. My hard cock made it difficult to undress me,. I started slowly on his buckle but the closer I got to releasing his cock, the faster I worked my fingers. I realized that I liked being told what to do. I wanted him to make me do it! By the time I reached in and felt his warm flesh, I was licking my lips in anticipation. "That's it, Shelby. That's a good girl. Put it in your mouth for me. Be a good little slut and show me how much you can take." Ben murmured like that, half moaning and half commanding, as I took him in my hand. I could feel. "In fact the others may get over their shyness if we set an example of what an orgy is really like."Cindy glanced over at the other couch and saw that her sister and the others were just sitting and talking. "Maybe they could use a little push," Cindy admitted. "And I know I could use a good hard fuck right now." Dad, have you fucked Cindy in the ass yet?" Dave asked his father."No," Dave's father said, "I can't say I've had that pleasure yet." In that case I'll fuck Cindy's cunt and you can. As your fingers slowly trail up her dress curiously, you hear a small yelp. Her tiny but pointy elfish ears slightly wiggle.She flies out of your hand and floats into the air, with her wings now spread out, supporting her. "What's the big idea?" Her little voice angrily shouts at you. "You big pervert," she continues on. You're surprised that such a little being could have so much spunk and energy."Oh I'm sorry, I was just checking to see if you were alive," you answer the little creature.