He walked over to the table I was sitting at and said, "Hi. Are you alone?" I looked around.....Darryl still nowhere to be seen."Yes, uhh yes Im alone...." Would you like to join us over here?", he asked motioning to the pool table."Sure" I said standing and walking over across the bar....still glancing around for Darryl."You're a hot little bitch." he said. "My name's Carl, and this is Steve." Im Ann....and I need another drink."As Carl went to get us all another round, I was wondering if Darryl. Then like a bolt of lightening it hit me and I broke out laughing. Lacey wouldn't be fucking a man at Sally's, not with a couple of teenaged boys in the house and I didn't see Sally as the type who would let Lacey use her house as a crib for fucking lovers. On the other hand, if Sally and Lacey were in the bedroom supposedly working on a quilt would a couple of teenaged boys tear themselves away from their video games to snoop? Not likely! No, what was happening was that a couple of pussies. Precious gently takes his hand and brings it up to her mouth. Placing his finger at her lips, she moves it down to the top of her breast and slides it down her body, his fingers trailing sensually down, ending just above her throbbing mound. She places it back on the arm of the chair with wink and a light pat to the back of his hand in warning, before she continues with her dance. As she sways with the music, she turns her back to him and bends down, her ass directly over his tented trousers.. The five-tiered cake stood up. Bets had been taken at what point it would topple. Strangely, no one had wagered that it wouldn't collapse. They would have cleaned up, but it did look precarious, balanced as it was, on slim pedestals, tier upon tier with a bride and groom perched on the smallest cake at the top.Auntie Maud got drunk on the punch and fell off the seat that had been placed under her as she tottered off the dance floor. She had lain on the floor, giggling and showing off her.