His hands ventured up my side boob as his fingers stretched across my breasts, making contact with my erect pierced nipples. Fortunately for me, hubby... couldn’t see all of our antics as were deep in the centre of dance floor out of the way of prying eyes. My erotic imagination drifted off, picturing myself naked, wearing only slutty black leather thigh length boots, my naked body dripping in baby oil, as my partner drove his hard cock into my hot wet pussy. The crowd watching our wild sexual. He hadn’t asked her to touch him. It was perfectly clear, as they writhed on those sleeping bags, that he was erect. Gone was that gentle lump in his pants. She had felt that lump grow insistent as they kissed.Yet, he had left without being satisfied. He had said “Thank you,” and meant it. In that moment, she knew he had given her what she seemed to need, without knowing she needed it, and put his own desires on the back burner.It was at that moment, when Renee Harqart-Zimmerman realized that. "I thought I handled it rather well, all things considered. Stephanie and her family had been gone for about ten minutes and I had just settled in to watch the Bears and Packers game when Lindsay walked into the den and dropped a bombshell in my lap. "Stephanie knows." Lindsay said as she plopped down on the couch and snuggled up next to me. "Huh? Did she say something to you?" I asked, with my temper starting to build."No." Did you tell her?" I asked becoming a bit confused. "No, but she. Brian reached up into her hair and pulled her lips from his, determined to keep control this time. His other hand pushed her by the shoulder until she sank to her knees in front of him. Mel’s ice blue eyes were hungry with lust. Fuck, was she just as horny for this as he was? Brian didn’t waste time and pushed his pants from his hips, letting them fall to his knees, his hard cock springing to attention and straining toward her face. “Suck,” he ordered, his voice low.Mel’s perfect lips enveloped.