The other two men at the table were actually surprisingly encouraged by their respective wives to ask me to dance, although with the first being a bar...n dance, and the second a jive, neither of them had the same opportunity to discover my lack of underwear – although in the jive I gave everyone a wonderful display of bouncing boobs, lol.The evening came to a close with me thankfully having the last waltz with my husband, and Mike with Millicent, as I dare not visualise what might have. She tried to scream in pain but couldn’t. Only sound came from her throat. I too felt pain in my penis. I could see a tear in her eyes. I was feeling as if in seventh heaven. It was such a fabricated feeling in my penis. It was warm. It was just….. I cant explain by words. I then started the in out rhythm. I increased my speed.Akanksha also seemed to be enjoying. She was moaning. She looked beautiful. Her face had mixed expression of both pain and pleasure. Near about 15 or 20 minutes later i. Those men should be punished for what they did to you. I'm just glad I got there when I did." Tara answered, feeling her anger rising up again. Zeek moved them both a few feet over to his bed of straw and they stretched out to rest. Tara felt bad that her mother would worry about where she was but she had no choice now, other than to stay the night and think about getting home in the light of the morning. She turned on her side and pressed her back against Zeek for warmth before drifting off to. ” So I turned off the alarm and slipped out the back door. Mom snuggled up on the couch in my office and nursed her drink. I was gone about an hour and I set up our dinner and Mom and I shared a welcome meal. She had showered again and put on some make up and was wearing my shirt. She looked so fucking good with the shirt and heels on. So sexy. I cleared the table and picked up the other bag and sat down next to Mom. She said “Is that for me?” I nodded yes and reached in the bag and pulled out.