“Not just yet, I thought now that most of the big wigs are gone and the band plays nice old Earth tunes I know, I decided to get up and ask you for ...a dance.”She got up just a little too fast to appear dignified and with a deep smile. “You truly are a master tactician, old man. A simple offer and all my defenses are obliterated.”They joined a few other couples already dancing, almost all of them humans knowing the old music.”“I think it is you who is the master of tactics here.” He said to the. I groaned with utter pleasure as I looked so deep inside her, admiring her wetness and the pink insides of her meaty pussy. The beauty of it. I also had a pocket light torch with me that I took out of the bag. I turned this on as I perved looking deep into the depths of Helen’s fanny. I said out loud: “Mmmmm fucking hell, Helen, the insides of you, you’re pink wet horny juicy aroused cunt, the best, so sexy, just so fucking beautiful, I can’t get enough of looking inside you, I want to be. ”“Pat,” Kia whispered in my ear.No, I wasn’t ready for that shitstorm. I was only really comfortable picking Marin. That wasn’t the point. Don’t be comfortable. I thought back to the day I had. I grinned, “Connie and Renée.”“Cheerleaders? Typical,” Xiomara rolled her eyes. I wondered if everyone was listening to us. The room wasn’t that big and while we were being quiet, I hardly heard the others speaking. Xiomara peeked back over her shoulder. She raised a finger to count the minute. "Paul, are you in here . . . again?" The man speaking in tired tones quickly heard some scrambling and the creak of a window opening."Goddammit Paul, he said he was gonna kill you if he caught you here." The man went out the door of the cabin and circled quickly around the back. He caught sight of Paul disappearing into the trees and a pretty, feminine arm closing the cabin window. Jackson shook his head. "Give an idiot a big dick and he'll stick it in anyone, even a married woman who should.