She let out a slow moan and i slowed my pace, but she took over the motions and was coming back into me and onto my cock. i asked her if she liked tha..., she said not to stop. i used my right hand to reach for her clit, and my left to massage her ass. she was getting louder and louder, so i gave up on her clit and stayed with playing with her ass. i spit on my middle finger and slowly pushed it inside as she was now moaning with every pump and she was coming soon. i know when its coming and this. Finally Tina asked, “Will you teach me how to dance Mr. B.?”I replied, “Sure thing Tina. When would you like to start?”She smiled at me, fidgeted in her seat, and said, “How about now?”So I got up and led her into the house. My wife and I had enjoyed ballroom dancing up until she got really sick a couple of years ago. We enjoyed playing our old records on a real phonograph. Tina considered it an antique and I guess she was right. You can’t beat the big band sound from the forties and early. I told him to let go; he squeezed tighter and began to twist it. My knees felt weak, my stomach was tight, and my poor nipple hurt like hell. "Tell my friends what you're going to give them, or should I continue."I didn't want too but the pain was terrible, I needed relief from it, and so in a clear loud voice I said, "My pussy needs cock, all of you can fuck me."He released my nipple, the pain increased as blood rushed back into it so did its size, it puffed up much bigger then normal. "That's. He got into the car beside her. He started it and started back down the road. She leaned over as he drove taking his still unrequited cock. Her nipples dragged across his thigh. He stopped in front of the cabin and they hurried naked inside. She led him to the bed his lips already tasting the flesh of her neck, the crease between her breasts she reached down taking the issue in hand and guiding into desire. He growled and pushed forward she wrapped her legs around him. She could feel herself.