" You're sure it's headed for breakup, then?" Right now, we're living almost like Dale and his wife," Rebecca sighed. "I can't be the one to end it, t...hough. I would feel unqualified to counsel other couples. I'm still not sure I should continue." Honey, how many times have you said it yourself - 'No one has better insight than the one who has lived through it'?"Me and my big mouth," Rebecca grumped in an attempt to lighten things a little.Deciding that a change of subject was in order, Nancy. " She kissed Cindy on the forehead and walked towards the stairs. We followed in a little procession; me, Becky, Chrissy. Cindy trailed in the rear, and we separated when we reached the bedrooms."I'll see you in the morning, Cindy," I said, and followed my girls into the bedroom and closed the door. I didn't think that Cindy would be putting her head under her pillow after she closed her door, but she had been warned. I sent Becky to the bathroom to get ready, and when she was back I looked at. She moved her hips forward which I took as a sign that she was ok with where my hand was. I then was able to lift her dress so that I could sneak my hand against her pussy. I rubbed my middle finger against her clit, and pushed it inside. Boy was she wet! She started to move her hips in a circle, clearly enjoying this new feeling. As the music kept going, the couples on the floor still 'dancing' and everyone watching, I decided to go for it. I pulled out my erection, lifted her dress so that I. Riz’s fucking life has so many incidents in such short intervals, you start writing about one incident, another ten would pile up before you write few sentences. I can only write her biography after she decides to stop fucking and narrates her stories, then that epic would contain 18 or 20 thick volumes like our epics. Then she fell in love. Yes, this story I can write, I told her and had written. She is the co-author of this story.For her previous stories, please type ‘ RIZ Part I ‘ to ‘RIZ.