And so while continuing her task of lapping away all the chocolate from her ‘doggy bowl’ All Catherine could hope was that Annie Day’s fingers d...idn’t delve between her legs and find the wetness she realised was escaping from between her cunt lips while struggling to consume the melting chocolate, although much of which was now beginning to smear her lips and chin.Finally, having consumed all the contents of her bowl and unsure what to do next, Catherine looked up at her Mistress in both. The clearing almost seems alive.Alive.A thumping begins in my head. Low-level at first, then with increasing intensity until it builds to a degree that makes me wonder if not taking the meds was a bad idea. That's my last coherent thought as the floodgates crash open and the voices start. Faster than usual, they swamp me with questions that have no answers, streaming through my brain. Whispers and shouts clamour for equal attention and I snap my hands to my ears in an attempt to drown them out.. I pulled her more closer to me and started moving with the music. Her breasts were continuously rubbing with my chest and I could even feel her hard nipples touching me. My dick touched her lower abdomen area a number of times inspite of me trying to keep it away. Finally I gave up and wrapped her in my arms tightly, rubbing my dick over her tummy and upper thighs.I could feel she was also quite aroused by all this as I heard her moan a couple of times. This gave me more courage and I moved my. All the men and older boys had Kilts on and the women had pleated skirts. After the funeral we were told to go to a club where drink and food were waiting. My mother didn't want to go so she went back home. Not wanting to turn down free drinks I went with one of my uncles. We didn't get the name of the club, just directions and told we couldn't miss it. We decided to stay in our clothes and drove to the neighborhood where it was, we pulled into the parking lot and seen a club all lit up..