“What about Dasher?” one of the guys asked, pointing back to the first woman. “Oh, do you need me to call your mom, hon?”
“No, no, I’m good! I have to admit – their bodies looked amazing; all of them exuded a healthy interest in sex. Two women knelt on plush cushions or blankets that were near the couch, chatting with one of the men. “This is undignified,” I muttered as I adjusted the scarf Mom made me wear. She sipped her eggnog with a flourish, and then she went back to the corner – and stood with her nose pressed firmly in it, her hips still swaying like she was putting on a show, while she kept her arms behind her head. A few of these ladies might even get jealous!”
I had no idea what that meant, but it didn’t sound good, and that was enough to terrify me. “Can I go to the party tonight?”
That made her freeze for a moment. Dancer chuckled and spun in place, giving a playful twirl while shaking her huge knockers and showing off her massive ass.
