"He can handle the money, sell thetickets. It surely beats just sitting there the way he is, poor thing, waitingfor a turn to be dancing with Maggie."...***"How's the evening going, Jane?" Sam Braddock asked, when he finally got achance to dance with her. "You look like something's troubling you." Darn straight, there is," Jane snapped."That bad? What is it?" It's that... it's Jessie. It's bad enough they let her off for what she donet'Toby with nothing more than a slap on the wrist. Now Shamus. I quickly gathered a surprised Anna into my arms and gently helped her to her feet. After carefully brushing her off, I apologized for the surprising action."What happened?" she asked."You were almost hit by a run-a-way horse. I hope I didn't hurt you." You surprise me," she stated. "Thank you."I checked her again and made sure there wasn't any serious damage. She had a scrape on her arm from the bush, but nothing of any serious consequence was evident."I fall off horse in Russia, but never. Oh, God, I was cumming, right there, at the dance, with Carl's hand buried in my crotch! And I felt his cock spasming and spurting, hot waves of cum spilling over my hand.I went limp, leaning against him, trying to catch my breath. "Oh gosh!" Sorry," he apologized."Don't apologize for that!"Okay, Carl's right, I giggled again. But he does that to me! "That was wonderful!"He grabbed some paper napkins from the table and we tried to clean up some of the mess down there, giggling and squirming as. While at the same time gently massaging the other with her loving fingertips. It was totally intoxicating. Jean’s mouth providing warm, wet intense stimulation while her fingertips kept the other peaked. Switching back and forth Jean built a wave of ever-increasing stimulation It was so... It was oh ... Oh, oh ... OH! Sara orgasmed from Jean’s ministrations to her breasts, it was amazing. She lost control. She peed. Her panties were wet. Jean reached down and touched Sara’s wetness and brought.