“Good job on the lines,” she remarked.Through the evening the couples mixed it up, dancing with one another. Sally and Lisa enjoyed dancing with J...hn, not because he was better, just less reserved. At one point the women had chosen to dance while the men got some more drinks. John saw they were drawing attention from men around the dance floor. A few had approached them and been rebuffed, but the group that was circling them now seemed more persistent.John pointed this out to the others, both. "So, Alex, as anxious as I am to hear about what miraculous things you've done since leaving home, I'm sure you've more than a few questions for me." They sat at a crowded table eating a variety of dishes which Alex didn't recognize. The supposedly native dishes looked a lot like basic Mexican food with a few soggy weeds thrown in. However, they were interesting, if not quite on the same scale of the food he'd eaten in New Orleans. Yet, he didn't feel compelled about identifying each item.. Gina moaned underneath me and clung to me. She finally unwrapped her legs that had captured me and that gave me more room to move my body. I pushed myself up with my hands and began to pound her pussy. I lifted myself as high as I could, making sure that just the tip of my cock was still inside her, and then I slammed down. “Oh, my God,” Gina sighed as she spread her legs as far as she could. I kept on slamming my cock in and out of her soaking pussy, fucking her as fast as I could. We looked. “Thank you very much. I appreciate your help so much. Tim, honey, does this gives the information we need to discuss this?”“Yes, Mom, it does.”“Wonderful, again, thank you. This is such a relief to know I won’t be without anything to live on.”Down in the lobby Mom stopped and looked at Tim who stopped and waited. She asked, “So now to Sharon’s to be shown off to a bunch of strangers?”“Barb, no matter what would happen with these proceedings, our life was going to continue as we intended it. I.