The black guy stood up and led my wife to the dance floor. I sat and watched fascinated and angry as Ana and her friend danced a slow song together, s...nuggled close to each other. She was flirting again and dancing in a suggestive manner, wiggling against his crotch.I saw the black’s guy hand moving from Ana’s back and going down to her round buttocks. He was squeezing her body and slowly stroking her leg, pulling her tight against him. Ana offered no protest when he pulled her up against him. Lifting his head, Alan shifts forward to settle in between her legs before dipping back down to once more touch her with his tongue. He parts her folds, and with soft, slow strokes, he laps at her. The noise of her arousal is made clear through her moans. This isn’t their first go around after the session today—it’s not even their second. His hands curl over her hips, caressing her skin with his fingertips as he moves closer. The warm tip of his tongue flicks against her private flesh.. “I'm going to tell your parents.”“Go ahead,” I told her.“Wait!” said Dani. “We can't let her do that.”“Why not, sweety?”“You call you sister 'sweety'?” asked Kelly. “You are just disgusting.”“I know,” complained Dani. “He acts like we're married or something. Sad, huh?”“Pitiful,” said Kelly. “I mean, I see why you're fucking him- he's pretty good-looking- but if he's going to act like that...?”“Jared, why don't you get out of here for five minutes?” asked Dani. “Me and Kelly have some things to. A powerful blast of energy left the scepter and shot towards the stagecoach, hulling it into a blue orb. Satisfied he watched how the horses slowed down, while he walked towards the stagecoach.The eyes of the horses and the coachman were glowing blue as they looked into the distance, not noticing him at all. He wondered a bit how much the people inside the stagecoach were affected by the scepter, as it only had limited power. He climbed onto the stagecoach and looked inside, directly into the.