Her knees buckled and I quickly moved my hands to guide her onto the floor, by touch I found her pussy again and got licking at her clit, once again I...thrust my fingers into her pussy and played with her anus. I continued to play with her like this until I felt her body starting to tremble, she was close to climax and I quickly slid up her body and thrust my cock into her pussy and set about fucking her with long, hard, fast strokes. Her legs wrapped around me as she let herself go, crying out. She bent down the last few inches and kissed me lovingly. As if by reflex my hands started moving to touch her body, but then she broke the kiss and giggled. "Oh, no. Oh, no. You're not going to touch me now. The state my pussy is in would just make you blabber about Alfred again. I'll go and have a shower now. And don't you join me. We have other things to do today." Off she went. A little later I heard her singing in the shower, and I relaxed and enjoyed the memory of what we had just done.. Hands would slide round from behind, holding your thighs as their groin ground against your backside. One hand rising to cup and hold a breast the other trying to stray higher from the thigh, as high as you'd allow it to go before stopping them.Face to face, breast to breast, groin to groin, arms wound round the neck of your dancing partner. Swaying together in a bump and grind that their mind never truly sensed and mine fighting against the swell of arousal. Until I feel the urge and know I'll. If I were Dale, I’d have just gone on a rampage through all the available girls, including Emmy, Abby, Becky, Paula, and Nancy and never looked back. But I wasn’t Dale, and never could be. I was even having second thoughts about both Emmy and Nancy because of everything that had happened with Jocelyn from making love to her suicide attempt. Something was just nagging me about it, and I suspected it was the issue I’d talked with Doctor Hart about.Then there was Liz, and her entire situation. I.