He kind of murmurs, "Sorry" and makes his way past. I'm tired of this scene. I'm tired of this same old shit. I'm tired of my friends acting like a bu...nch of drunken prom dates. The vodka must be hitting me, because I can smell the scent of sweat somewhere in the back of my nostrils. If I were on that floor, I wouldn't make an ass of myself. I wouldn't make a promise I wouldn't keep. I would lick flesh just taste the salt of the sweat. I would lean back to feel his breath on my neck. I would. ”“Katie said that you would be wearing casual slacks and a Hawaiian shirt,” Cile said as she joined them.She had accessorized the red dress by putting on a diamond solitaire pendant and earrings that resembled silver starfish with a small black orb in the middle of each. Tyler’s dramatic gasp at the sight of her made both women laugh.“I thought that I would invite you both to go dancing after dinner, so I decided to up my clothing game in case you agreed,” he said.Cile squealed, “Dancing! All. Her nipple was hard and got harder at his touch. In that instant, the world faded away for the Queen and her Protector. Colleen’s right hand drifted from her side, grabbing Gavin’s and holding in place. Her other hand came to rest upon the back of his head, pulling his face towards hers. Their lips locked, and their tongues danced, as they tasted the sweetness of each other’s mouth. Slowly, Colleen’s hand slipped to the growing tent in her Protector’s pants. She gently rubbed, unsure. . Continuing his assault, he brought one of his hands down, and slipped it under her thigh, sending it on a new quest. It slid between her cheek and the sofa, and then between her cheeks, there it found its purpose. He began to circle and tease her tight rear with his finger, while bringing her closer and closer. Finally, she could not stand it anymore. Her head flew back, her long black hair clinging to her face and forehead with sweat. Her back arched, and every nerve in her body lit up. The.