At their Tea Party Kirk and Laird found themselves at the back of thecrowd, their view of the podium blocked by a "fence" of wavingplacards, two Uncle... Sams on stilts, two guys acting like asses in adonkey suit, and several Founding Fathers including a toothless GeorgeWashington and a bearded Abraham Lincoln, the latter played(disconcertingly for Laird and his son) by an exceptionally shortwoman.Kirk and Laird heard not a word from the podium, partly because theirhoodies muffled anything beyond. I was really getting off on this. With one hand grabbing my cock and the other her hip I forced my cock between her legs. She tried to climb up further on the bed to get away. Another hit stopped that move. All Sally’s movement did was line up the shot! I forced my cock inside of her dry cunt and held her like that so she could feel my large cock was penetrating deep inside of her. When she moved I thrust further into her and gave her another slap to the back of her head. Will she ever learn?I. Gentlemen, since Ms. Riley is dressed in blue, we will play the Blue Skirt Waltz. Ah one, Ah Two, Ah three….’ The spotlight moved to cover Chris and Katy as they stepped on to the dance floor and began moving to the melody, smiling brightly at each other. Jerry began singing the words the second time through the melody. ‘I remember that night with you, lady when first we met….Come on, folks, help me out with this….’ ‘We danced in a world of blue, how can my heart forget…..Not you, Chris, you. The seven ball dropped into a pocket.“Solids,” Jake said. “Your shot, Betty.”Betty walked around Jake, lining up on a ball that forced her to lean over the table. Even I appreciated her fine ass laid out before us. Jake had the best view, Betty made sure of that. Her ass jiggled when she shot. Her ball hit the cushion, forcing her ball to miss the pocket. “Shit, I'm sorry Jake.”“You go first, Lyn. Show them how it's done.”Lyn picked a easy shot. The ball rolled into the corner pocket. Her next.