We laughed that we had both dreaded the thought of being here alone and that we were happy that providence had somehow fated us to sit at the same tab...le at the hotel. I asked her to dance, as a number with a moaning saxophone and brushes on the drums was just getting going. A slow dance in a darkened room, the glittering ball casting a thousand shimmering lights as it twirled ever so slowly overhead. It was as if time had regressed and we were dancing in the 1940’s. My right hand holding her. Jenny shuddered. Never in her entire life had she experienced something so hot, so nasty and completely intimate with another lover. Tory’s eyes sparkled as she asked, “Did you like that??’ Jenny could do nothing but let out a wet moan and Tory giggled. “I knew that you would you dirty slut”. Both girls laughed and suddenly Jenny had an inspiration. She grabbed Tory’s hand once again and led her a little further up the hill. The two girls came upon a clearing to find the resorts European style. ” I know my look had to have been ultimately sad; she didn’t comment.It was late afternoon when we arrived at the house. Rebecca greeted me, kinda formally which was nice but likely under orders from the woman of the house.And it was nine year-old Rebecca who informed me that my room would be a little while in being made ready for me. It seemed the part time maid that the Pollards employed was making the final arrangements. Oh, and she informed me that my things were already inside it.I thanked. He ran his fingers through her silken locks of golden hair, applying light pressure to the back of her head.Melanie slurped and sucked wantonly, pushing her head down until she felt the rubbery knob punch against the back of her throat. She gagged as the urgently pumping youth pushed a bit harder, lodging the tip of his dick in her gullet.Her senses reeled, and her impulse was to back off, but she remembered how Dahlia had taken the entire length of Brutus' rod into her throat. Well, she wasn't.