I had my hand on his thigh and started easing toward his cock as I wanted to see just how it felt. Larry looked at me and nodded so I took him in my h...nd, his cock was warm and silky feeling, and I had to restrain myself from taking it in my mouth at that moment. I continued to stroke him until he was rock hard; I was totally mesmerized by the feel and hardness of his cock. There was a drop of pre cum seeping from the opening so I leaned over and licked it off, it tasted sweet, I wanted more. I. Silvia trembled with mounting desire. There were only a few people remaining when he leaned forward and whispered, "84."Silvia looked up at the floor number. 81. She needed to go to 85 for the restaurant. She had a reservation. What was on 84? Why should she trust this stranger? Her head was spinning. She shouldn't go ... she wouldn't go. She'd go to dinner as planned. 82. Just another memory, an intense memory, but something she'd always look back on fondly ... and wonder. 83. She took a deep. He responded immediately with a small upward thrust of his own and soon they entered a steady rhythm dictated by the measured rocking of her pelvis.They continued for quite some time, Johnny’s hands roaming freely over her chest, back, and thighs as she compelled herself to keep rolling her hips against him. The experience of being the primary actor in her own **** was extremely embarrassing and Ruth sought to distract herself from her predicament and the discomfort of his touch by visualising. She knew she needed to make it to the door but there weretwo options. The most direct was straight across the dance floor which wasgrowing less crowded, or by circling around the booths which was longer,but most patrons were seated.Then she felt them - the eyes. Her gaze flicked from Tori to the nearesttable, where two of the men were staring at her openly. She pressed herlegs together as a small rush of heat flooded into her core and Simonerealised with a start that she could feel wetness.