“Just finish the dance. Please.”The song was almost over. I felt my erection shrinking. Bobbie relaxed her grip on me a bit but continued to dance... “Rick,” she said, “finish the dance. Then you can go. Or we can talk. Whatever you like. Please.”When the song ended, I dropped my arms. Bobbie didn’t. She said, “Rick, please. Look at the front of my skirt before you move away.” I looked down between us. She, or rather he, had an erection. It was pushing out the front of her, or his, skirt.I felt. Rita : shono ami shob bujhi j tomader cheleder mon e ki chole (listen,I know what goes on a guys mind). Me : Na sheram kono bepar na (No nothing as such). Rita : chup koro ami bujhte pari j tumi anek din dhorei amar dudu dekho r dudur khach dekho, aaj keu nei tai bollam (shut up, I can understand that you look at my boobs & cleavage from long time). Me : na ashole sheram kichu na (No its nothing like the way you think).Rita : tahole tomar nunku ta ki emni emni khara hocche? (then why is your. Her jet black hair on either side of the back of her head as Malik watched from behind as she bit into the pillow. He worked her quickly now, no more slow grinds, but now hot and hard sex as her body took all of his size. He felt a hard tremor, as she orgasmed for the first time, her body shivering as she hugged the pillow even tighter. Her lily white ass now pink from his hand prints, pink on the bottom of the cheeks from slapping against his hard hips. His cock swollen and pushing into her. He stopped moving his finger, looked me straight in the eyes, smiled saying “honey, there is something I am one hundred percent sure of, which is my sexual power and sex drive, besides, any man in the whole world, no matter how old or weak, would have a continuous, nonstop hard on when having such heavenly body, right in front of his eyes and for his own disposal, but I will hold you to your words of promise, of being mines whenever we get the chance”I giggled, laughing loud and saying “Fuck.