"Hey Angie," I said."Hey yourself. Wanna dance?" I looked at her quizzically. Surely she wasn't serious?"Really? You want to dance... with me?" I aske.... She nodded. "What about Bobby?" Bobby was our grade's sports star, and although he was a nice guy, I didn't like him. He was dancing with Angie all evening, and I hadn't had so much as a chance to ask her to dance, much less the opportunity to say hello. Obviously he was the enemy.Angie grimaced. "He's off with his friends. C'mon! I wanna dance. But he was master in the art he was holding my waist so tight and pulls my ass in each time. This continued for 4-5minute, he did not stop until it’s not complete there .Now i was feeling the escasty, i too started with the rythm. We were matching our strokes, it was heavenly…now he hold me from shoulders. And said let’s do it slowly i too noded. This time he push slowly in, after each complete push, he used to make an around aboutas if revolving his lund in my ass. I was heaven each time, he. I just held him there, controlling my breathing, a deep intake of air, then a push down his shaft, he felt huge in my small mouth, but I loved the feeling, the texture, softness and warmth, changing as my saliva poured from the sides of my open lips, growing larger, making more comfortable as I pulled back, 'Just suck on the head, use your tongue, use your lips to seal me inside', he commanded and I applied as desired, soon he was fucking my mouth and I hung onto his organ like a rag doll,. "Bill, there's one more thing you have to know. Now, before we travel any further down this road."She paused, gathered up her courage and finally said, "Bill, I can't have children. The high fevers also damaged my reproductive organs."I looked at her; I could see the pain and the apprehension in her eyes. She was scared."Patti, I'm so sorry for you; but rest assured that this doesn't change a thing between us. If we ever feel the need to have children, we can always adopt." Oh, Bill! I love you.