It felt light, and flexible, but at the same time unbreakable. This object was made with much precision, That was for sure. I was sure it was some hig...hly complicated technology as well, even though there were no blinking lights or that kind of nonsense. It just had the air of being something quite alien to me.‘Granddad? What is this?’ I asked, curiously.‘You will see for yourself boy… I promise. But not yet. First... you will have to become a man. When you become eighteen years old… Then you. I grabbed her hand and led her back to the dance floor. We immediately started grinding, her hands running up and down my leather. She'd grab my ass and pull me into her, then run her hand up the front of my pants and rub my throbbing cock.Next thing I knew, my wife and her two admirers were right next to us. They were sandwiching her, dancing all over her, running their hands all over her. She was loving it. We exchanged a look that said: too soon. We were getting worked up and the night had. Having Sheri suddenly beside me while I was naked had my mind touring less innocent territory than the situation would normally lead me to visit. Other than throw my arm and leg over her, which I was just as likely to do while sharing the couch watching TV, I didn't do anything to push things beyond a platonic embrace. The way I felt though, if Sheri had started something, I don’t think I would have stopped her. Nothing actually happened, but suddenly I was thinking of Sheri in ways that I. She opened her blouse and unhooked her bra as she looked up at me. Ms. Jean’s tits hung and dragged against my legs as she hooked her fingers into my shorts and panties. Mr. Rick began to remove all his clothes as his wife pulled off my soccer flats followed by my wet shorts and panties. Ms. Jean took my dirty panties and she licked the creamy discharge from the crotch. She smiled and told me how good I tasted. She asked me who’s cum was leaking from my pussy as she rubbed my panties on her.