Reasserting control, the young dancer reached back with both hands and grabbed her wrists, twisting them up and away and shoving her arms back to the ...op of the seat. “This is a lap dance not a fuck session and one of the rules is – no grabbing the dancer,” she growled. “Please, I want – I need – to cum,” the blonde breathed out, her lips twisting with the distaste of begging for it. Bree leaned in and kissed her fully on the mouth and slipped her slim fingers inside the waistband of the. Near hernavel, about two inches above and to the right, was the exact sameCeltic cross he had around his neck, but tattooed on her peachcomplexion. Around her delicate arms was a curled piece of teal cloth,which extended from one arm to the other, ending with two leatherwristbands, which seemed like sleeves to the top she wore? She was alsowearing a light blue skirt that hugged her curves, but left her gracefullegs, along with the white, strapped sandals that twirled around herlegs up to her. It was unlike anything he had ever seen before. The experience of staring directly into a girl’s pussy was too much for him. He lacked adjectives to describe not only what he saw, but also felt. Words like delicate and sensitive came rushing to his mind. It looked soft and fragile, suggesting it required special care, special treatment. His hardening dick sent signals to his brain about everything that he needed to know.Through the eyelashes of her partially open eyes, she could see Mason. I was….um…. distracted.” I say smiling.Dakota looked over her shoulder and reached around lifting the back of her tee shirt baring her ass to Tina. She winked at Tina, who turned the food off to begin dropping her clothes to the floor.“What, nothing to eat?” I say knowing full well where this was headed.“You can eat me.” Dakota whispered into my ear.“Gladly”I stand up with Dakota wrapping her legs around the small of my back. Tina drops my shorts and begins stroking my nearly erect.