She wasn't sure how she knew it was good dance music other than the necklace instilled knowledge. She started the CD and began gyrating around in ti...e to the music. It was almost like she was just along for the ride. Not that she was out of control, she could've stopped anytime, but it was like her body just knew what to do. By the second song, she was really getting into it and removed her top. Now her breasts bounced as she danced and she even purposely move in ways that would cause. I pulled out of Taz and flipped him over onto his back. He was breathless. I hadn’t forgotten our wager from earlier about walking across the street with a speedo boner. I peeled off my condom slowly, making sure I didn’t spill a drop. Then I tipped it upside down above Taz’s mouth and it oozed in a big glob into his waiting mouth. He didn’t like it, but a bet is a bet, right?With my cum now in his mouth, I discarded the condom and started sucking him off.Those of you who've read my previous. Stefan had already remounted, "We need to hurry a bit. I'm expected to report and we need to find a home."Stefan had to ask twice, but they found Hyacinth Lane, which was pleasing to the eye just as the woman had promised. They knocked on the first door and inquired of the matronly woman. She walked them up the lane herself, pointing out the benefits and deficits of each of the homes. There were far too many available on the street of about twenty doorways. Stefan let his wife choose, for they. They all saw it even before reaching the slope down to the lake. Sun-faded beer cases littered the area. Vegetation large and small lay on the ground – wilting in the sun – mowed over by vehicles. Blackened spots bore silent witness to where people had carelessly set fires far away from the fire pits built down near the lake. Trash seemed to cling to every tree and shrub for as far as the eye could see. The shoreline of the lake was even worse. Bottles, broken glass, and beer cans were.