A nice song came on TV with nice dancing music which made me unintentionally shake on the sound of the music while sitting on my chair, one of the guy...s suggested if I danced for them, which did not take much of convincing as I wanted to do it, and felt like it.I started dancing, I am a good dancer by the way, belly dancing, so I was performing when all the chatting and playing cards stopped, with all the men’s eyes on me, on my body I would say, I knew I was over doing it with some moves,. ‘You’re thinking too much again,’ he said, glancing up at the nervous look on her face. She smiled weakly, relived to see that he hadn’t run off yet, or pulled away in horror at the sight of her chubby mound. He started to rub his hands up her inner thighs, massaging in slow circles. ‘Good girl, just relax,’ he whispered, soothing her with his gentle rubbing. She let her head fall back and closed her eyes as that warm tingly feeling spread through her again. She expected him to stop massaging. There were a number of answers ranging from about forty acres up to sixty acres, but most were closer to forty acres."What I propose starting next year is for each family to have a dedicated farm of one hundred acres. You would have your own house on the land. If any of you are members of an extended family, you could group your houses close together and combine your lands. Does this appeal to you?" I asked. There was again great excitement and applause at this idea."As I understand it, the. You don’t want someone to see you doing it, do you?”“No, I’ll be faster,” Amaya said. As she coated the vibrator, she couldn’t shake the feeling that it wasn’t small enough. It was too wide, too long and just too much to put in her ass. How could she do this?“It’s ready,” she said, though she was far from it.“Good. Take the tip of the vibrator and place it against your anus. For now, just get the tip into you.”Still bent over the desk, Amaya reached behind herself with the small vibrator. The.