Someone moaned, she wasn’t sure if it was her or him. His hand found her breast and held it firmly. His thumb crossed over her stiff nipple, rubbing...it sensuously as their tongues danced together. Her pussy was on fire now. She reached out and cupped his crotch, squeezing his hard bulge. It was crazy. She didn’t know him. He didn’t know her. But it was magical, like they were meant to be together this way. His hand stroked over her shoulder and down her arm, past her waist to her thighs. She. She sucked down long island iced teas and kept dancing with me. Then a slow song, buy now she was totally fucked up. I told her we could slow dance, she just needed to trust me. She allowed me to bend over and she wrapper her arms around my neck. The her legs around my waist. I danced around with her as she laughed and talked with me.This was the first time out since her divorce three years before. The last dance was a slow one and when I set her down, she nearly fall on the floor. I got her to. More

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