Paul was always forcing her to do things she didn’t want to, and that had been one of the reason they had broken up. She didn’t think he was over ...he fact that he got dumped. The music was on full blast, and the walls vibrated with sound as he pull her down a set of stairs to the dance floor. Before she could protest he started grinding against her. She didn’t want to do this, but making a scene never turned out well either. The last time she did that she had ended up with a broken rib, and. He walked behind her and gently placed his hands on her shoulders. He made believe he was comforting her as his hands moved up and down along her body. Pretty soon he let his fingers brush over her nipples. As soon as they did she pulled away and covered her breasts with her hands. She looked very angry as she warned him to keep his hands to himself.What happened next happened very fast and when it started she became really scared and tried to tell him she changed her mind. Before she could. He fingered me as his tongue played. It felt like an eternity but I wasn't going to complain. I moaned softly in pleasure then went for his hair. I loved his hair, soft and long enough for me to catch it between my fingers and hold him. He moaned when he felt my hands in his hair. He had told me in an email that he loved his hair being toyed with during sex. I moaned louder, enjoying him as he ate my pussy, as he took my juices. He came up and looked at me with a devious smile. I smiled back. When I looked at her boobs, the top two buttons of her blouse were open. My heart was pounding heavily but I tried to act normal. She asked me how are they, I said can’t say without seeing them properly. She gave a naughty smile and started walking towards the table. I was having goosebumps, I understood that now I can have her on bed very soon. We joined our family members on the table.Next day when I woke up I went to my parents’ room and found it was locked, then I went to my Uncle’s room.