We found a table for two, grabbed a couple of drinks, sat and talked. I related my tale of woe and she filled me in on her situation. It seems, her hu...band of some thirty years had died a couple of years back. I sensed a reluctance to continue so I changed the subject. The DJ had been playing songs from the early to mid-sixties, and the strains of Bobby Vinton’s ‘Blue Velvet’ could be heard. “This song always reminds me of you.” I said. “Really? Why?’ “Do you remember the freshman dance I asked. One particular Sunday afternoon , I drove a bit further rout from my usual haunts and to a local village that had been mentioned in some of the other toilets.Nervously I went in an knew straight away that tis was something special , so with a pounding heart I started checking out the cubicles , a couple were recently painted , so I felt a bit disapointed , the last one though , I was delighted to find a porno book , BINGO, next to it was a pair of electric blue shiny satin panties , wow,. Dee then mentioned that it would be fun to get to know Shelley better. The music started again and Shelley invited me for a dance, as I stood Dee reached round and squeezed my bum making me look down at her and she beamed up at me. Another slow dance and Shelley drew me to her, wrapping her arms around me, placing each hand on my cheeks and drawing me towards her. Our crotches ground together as I put my hands on her bum cheeks. My cock was straining in my pants and Shelley whispered in my ear. No matter how excited she had been she always loved the feel and taste of his cock in her mouth. Soft lips formed an ‘o’ and slipped down to cover the head. Licks given over the head as her cheeks pulled into to suck him into her mouth. She could taste him, smell him, and feel him, and it was only making the flush on her body warmer. The wetness between her own thighs noticeable as she began to suck him and squirm on the edge of the bed. The moan that came from deep inside her was silenced by.