They were all old people. Me and Tris were the only children taking part. The names of all the dancers were said by a man on a microphone so that ever...one knew who they were.Soon it was our turn to dance. "And now," said the man with the microphone, "we have a special treat, ladies and gentlemen. Dancing the waltz, from the Miriam Wilsthorpe School Of Dance, would you please welcome to the floor Master Tristram Deveral and his partner, Miss Beverly Bassenthwaite." Tris and me held hands and. Ich hatte mir dabei auch nichts weiter gedacht, auch nicht als ich einfach meine Jeans runterzog um einen richtig kurzen Wickelrock anzuziehen. Meine Freundin kam dann auf die Idee und überredete mich die Jungs doch gleich auf der Fete so richtig anzuheizen und auf den dünnen String ganz zu verzichten. Meine Freundin hatte Nylons und Hot Pens gewählt und dazu trugen wir beide eine dünne Bluse, ohne BH mit schwarzen High Heels. Wir waren gerade fünfzehn und fanden das richtig cool. Die Jungs. A short white mini skirt, pink top, black lace bra and thong set. A pair of cute black stiletto heels with a strap to go around my ankle. I put them along with a black wig. With the skirt my ass almost came out. I wore a black wig and the girls did my make up. They had accessorized me with bracelets and necklaces and ear rings. Standing in the mirror I looked hot. The club went fine, I fit right in. After it closed a couple told us of an after party they were having at their place. Lots of. That’s not part of our arrangement.”“Then you want me to stop?” I whisper as I continue to lick and probe her pubis, Mt. Venus and 'butterfly'.“God no! Don’t stop,” she moans. Soon I find her clit and press my tongue hard against it when I push my nose into her pussy.I take here hips by both hands, start to pump into her relentlessly. After a couple of minutes I grab her shoulders to continue to pound into her. Beryl moans with each ram I make into her. My stomach slaps against her awesomely.