"Sorry. Jerry and I used to do a lot of this kind of dancing." My breath caught a little. "It's one of the things I've missed this past year."Mike too...k my hand. "I took a dance class a couple semesters ago as one of my electives. Needed one more credit for a full time load, didn't want to bog down in something academic." He shrugged. "I can't promise how much I'll remember, but I'd be happy to give it a go." He lifted my hand slightly and bowed over it.I couldn't help grinning. "You can't be. He pushed my pussy lips apart with the head of his engorged knob and pressed it hard on my clit.He held his cock in one hand and began to cockslap it against my sensitive clit, a little harder each time..i love hearing the sounds it made as he slapped my wet swollen clit.I can ,as i look down and see her growing larger,swelling to the point thatnit wasn protruding enough to be clearly seen from under the hood,My hands grab my legsand i arch my body up to meet him and screamed at him "I'M GOING. “Show me what you’ve done then.” He turned and started talking and pointing. He could have talked and pointed all he liked, but she wasn’t listening to him. She was simply looking; at him. At this delicious, young man. She hadn’t noticed him in his earlier years at the club, but he had definitely ‘come of age’. He must be eighteen or nineteen plus by now. He was slim, but he was so fit. All that lovely cycling, she supposed. She felt another gentle trickle of juice through her undergrowth. It. She chuckled and continued her invasion of my body. He then that he should be home in about five minutes. I managed to say ok and I flipped the phone down as Nadia laughed out loud and whispered in my ear that she was not going to let me go until I came in her mouth. God! She knew exactly what to say to me and how to touch me that I was so turned on by her forcefulness and the thought that my boyfriend would be back at any second was driving me crazy. I surrendered to the lust I felt.