When I didn't (and why he thought I would, after our last encounter is a mystery to me), he slowed down, his mind re-evaluating what his strategy was....In that moment I knew I'd won the confrontation."That's some pretty insulting shit you're talking," I told him conversationally, walking closer. "I suppose you think your friends here are impressed by it." I shook my head sadly. "They're not. Talk is cheap, faggot, action is where it's at. If you wanna impress your friends and restore your. After a few minutes Jane scooted over and settled in with her hip squeezed against mine. Still staring at the water, she placed her hand around my erection and just kind of fiddled with it. “Could we just kiss for awhile Michael?I looked at her and reached over to gently turn her face to mine. She had moisture in her eyes and a look on her face that spoke of a mixture of passion and innocence. She was breathing heavily as she parted her lips and moved in.One of her hands moves to grasp my neck. "He's an officer dancing with a transvestite," Doris giggled.Michele felt Steve's hold tighten as they danced cheek to cheek; hishand slid down to her buttocks and he gently squeezed them. Micheletried to pry his hand away but he just squeezed her tighter."That's a yummy bum you have Miz Nyland," he whispered in her ear."And you're very naughty Lieutenant Winters," she whispered back.Steve steered them over to a dark corner of the dancefloor and justbefore he lowered his face to kiss hers. Bill shrugged a little, and his shirt floated to the floor. Next Susan immediately placed her soft hands on Bills muscular pecs and then trailed her fingernails down his stomach back to his belt. Another direct bite on his ever more prominent cock through the fabric, followed by the sensation of hot air been blown thru caused Bill to lean his head back on his shoulders and sigh a huge gasp. “Oh babe…….what you do to me! “, he managed to stammer. .