Your brother is a good dancer," Mom said.I wanted to tell Mom Glen was my date for the evening, but I held my tongue. "I know he is, and after I rest..., I want him to dance with me again."Mr. and Mrs. Weaver came back to the table with Jenny and Brad. Mr. Weaver ordered a bottle of champagne and eight glasses. The server filled our glasses with the bubbly wine, and Mr. Weaver proposed a toast to Mom and Dad for their anniversary. We all cheered and wished Mom and Dad many more happy years. . He was cooing to her gently, "Baby, you so sweet. Me want to eat you like a peach. Mmmm, you so wet and delicious," he said as his hand rubbedthe outline of her lips against her red silk panties. The thing is Kathy wasn't down from her sexual high and it took her afew moments to distinguish between her dream lover and the man's hand action beneath her skirt. The man's hand found its way past her skirt before she realized she wasn't dreaming. Kathy was dreaming of the first encounter with her. Suddenly, she squeezed me hard in her arms. I returned the embrace, nibbling and licking her ear as she fell forward to land on top of me on the bed. Her hands ran down my chest and stopped above my belt where she grasped a handful of my tee-shirt and pulled it out from my jeans. I glided my hands down over her soft buttocks to the edge of her knee length skirt and hoisted up the hem as I retraced my downward stroke back up her silken thighs. She filled my mouth with her writhing tongue and I. Strangely enough, instead of being frightened, my pussy was dripping wet. I was starting to feel aroused by the thought of some stranger would fuck me.Suddenly he took off the cloth from my eyes. Looking up to where I expected his face to be, I only could see his shoulders in the outline of the streetlights shining in from the window. His face was guarded by an opaque Halloween mask… His hand reached down and ran along my cheeks and lips. Then the man moved and turned on a light, softly.