"With that he kissed me lightly on the lips, then deeply. He kissed me again, deeper. As he was kissing me he turned and put his hands under my legs a...nd behind my back. He picked me up as if I were a feather (WOW, this guy was strong) and set me across his lap."Your first lesson is just in kissing. The fires of love are sparked by the softness of a kiss. I want you to kiss me Alison, give me your best kiss."I reached up tentatively and gave him a light kiss on the mouth."That was a wonderful. He flushed, but didn't back away. He didn't know whether he had initiated the contact or whether she had. No matter, she felt great in his arms, pressed up against his firm body.As their dance steps permitted, she ground her pussy up against his hip bone, feeling the familiar tingle course through her. She was getting wet and hot. She could smell her sex and wondered if Ryan could, too. She was glad she'd put a Kotex pad on under her panties. She would have ruined her silk dress if she'd leaked. He thrust his tongue deep into her mouth. It blew her away. She had never experienced that before and tried doing it herself but his tongue ruled that moment as they hugged and kissed one another hard and frantically. “Let’s go, okay?” he said, smiling. She was too. He unlocked her door, let her in, and they were off as she held his hand. He didn’t mind. She was game. He let her hold his hand while he drove to his apartment. She did not care one bit where they went. They got there. They went. "Hot little fuck you are!" he panted, pumping his cock to and fro in her, knocking the breath from her. "Oh yesss.... talk... talk dirty... make me... cummmm..." Does your husband shag you like this, uh?" he panted hoarsely. She gurgled incoherently. "Like him to watch you getting fucked with his shirt on, wouldn't you?" She sobbed in the affirmative. "Dirty little cock-sucking whore... do it with anyone. won't you? Little boys, big hot niggers... dustmen, milkmen, paper-boys. Can't get enough.