I'm sorry about being so sweaty. I love to dance and it always makes me horny later. Tom won't eat me unless I shower off when we get home, so this wi...l be a first for me," Donna said."Me too," I thought.She got on the bed and straddled my face. Donna, it seems, keeps her pussy almost completely shaved. She reached down and grabbed the back of my head as she sat down. She was in complete control as she stuffed my face into her crotch.She tasted sweet and salty at the same time. She was right. .."Shit, only two hours left." I make it with a few minutes to spare and pause before a shop window a couple of doors away from the restaurant to collect myself and inspect my reflection. My hair is poker straight stretching down to caress my naked shoulders, beneath which my pale skin slides down to the slight swell of my breasts held firmly in place beneath my black boob-tube dress; a dress that hugs my upper body, displaying my small breasts and well defined waist before flicking outwards. You said that you had plans for tonight and that the kids were gone. You told me that we were going out for dinner and that the rest of the night I was to listen and follow what you tell me. I couldn’t help but agree. I pulled you close to me and gave you a kiss just the way you like them. My hands all over you, and our mouths and tongues all over each other. You grabbed your purse and said to me ‘Lets go. Tonight you are mine.’ I followed you to the car and off we went to the restaurant.. .. and with a little squeak of delight Becky slipped my suit down and off. Now completely nude, my pulse racing, I waited to see what my little girl would do.She began to work the oil into my legs, starting just above the knees and moving slowly upward. I whimpered as her fingers caressed the soft skin of my inner thighs, mere inches from my aching sex. I could no longer conceal my arousal, breathing, "Oh, m-my angel ... oh, yessss," as my body shivered and twitched on the blanket, made.