I laced my arm through his and moved in unison with his every move. Nice mover, bet he’s the same in bed. I imagined myself pressed up against him, ...the hardness of his crotch brushing against my hips as we swayed gently to the music. The whole place was alive now and the great music continued to revive memories of a past time. Just at that Lizzie appeared by my side. “I can feel the sexual tension between the two of you.” she said wrapping her arm around my shoulder and whispering into my ear.. My pussy was already responding to the attention he placed at my shoulders. I looked down to see my nipples, erect and pointing at the ceiling. I could still feel the pain of the burn under his strong hands. What the fuck was wrong with me? The pain was attenuating my pleasure. I needed to gain some control over my desires. Giving oral sex to my sixteen-year-old student on a dirty website. Walking around my neighborhood naked. Having him piss on me, and drinking his urine. Now I wanted to feel. I wanted Buster to put his thing in the hole of my gash.I tried to turn but Buster would not stop licking, I finely stepped over his back all the time he kept licking. I got down on my knees and he jumped on me again just like I wanted him to. I felt his thing hitting my cheeks again, and I reached under my belly grabbed it and brought it to my hole. I felt it stab me a few times and then all of a sudden, it hit, buster slammed it hard and deep, I was surprised as to how fast Buster went his. Squeezing my breasts again, one hand moved down my bare tummy and straight to my aching sex. My hips were rocking back and forth, grinding myself against her as I attempted to reach that much needed orgasm. She was lifting her hips, pressing herself harder against my bottom. Our moaning blended together into one sound. We both had the same goal; we both needed to come. “Untie me,” she growled. I stood on weak wobbly legs and untied her hands. She was on me in seconds, kissing me hard enough.