Rory murmured and kissed my neck, wafting the scent of shampoo and sweetness at me, and I slowly became aroused.She felt it and rubbed herself against...me, and, with another gentle kiss on my neck, her face pressed to me, cuddling became fondling. I eased my hand inside her pajama shorts, played with the waist of her panties, then eased my hand inside to hold her cooler buttocks.Rory’s knee edged between my legs and brought it up to press against my balls. She fished down between us and fondled. Her expensive evening gown barely concealed them and as far as I could see, they were natural, not silicon. Large, firm and unhindered by a bra, they provoked many admiring glances. Unfortunately she had seen me staring at her several times tonight. As the wine I’d been drinking vanished down the sewers, I fantasized about what I'd like to do to her. Rumor had it she came from Denmark, and if that was true then maybe a trip to Copenhagen wasn't such a bad idea. As I washed my hands. She was a clone of her mother’s thinking, and turned like Amy had. Aimee’s legs were spread enough for me to again see how her panties clung to her between her legs. I could see the outline of her young pussy. I looked deliberately, She was smooth also, but probably because she wasn’t yet growing hair. I then looked up and she smiled and slipped into my hands. I held her bare hips just above her panties and helped he down. My cock instantly responded as I touched Aimee, bare skin at her hips. " You are Nancy Marie Allen, you are!" He panted, her pussy sucking his cock deeper. She started to rotate her hips grinding herself on his cock. He almost fainted from the pleasure, "Ohh, myyy, Goddd Nancy, don't stop!!" He screamed. She slid his cock all the way into her hot cunt, leaned into his mouth jamming her tongue down his throat. He grabbed her big tits, and pinched her huge erect nipples hard as if his life depended on it. She groaned louder. Her climax brewing as his cock filled her.