I liked how my tits were brought into the mounting sexual sway. Then he got a hand under me between my legs and teased my engorged excited clitty. All...I could do was moan.The lead was mine. The lead was mine. But the sexual lead was now totally Chalmers. He was directing my orgasm release to coincide with his.But, oh fuck oh no, I register in my blissful state. His finger shooting up my arsehole for added pleasure. Orrgh, it feels good. One little finger doing so much good , an added dimension. Each thrust pushed her hand deeper and deeper into her cunt. The other hand now abandoned her nipples and slid down her abdomen to find a different nub, this one even more sensitive than her nipples.One hand was now rhythmically fucking her cunt while the fingers of the other swirled around her throbbing clit. Her body undulations were causing her hips to come totally up off of the mat and her legs were starting to thrash so that her feet were slapping on the floor on either side of the mat.It. Though I love the attention, and my nervousness has subsided – somewhat – I was still amazed at the welcome they gave me.Even with me strumming my guitar, they stood and clapped. I’ve never done this before, and the only way I could think of to take control of my first public performance, was to sing as I play my guitar.I didn’t even announce the song’s title, I just started singing the version I’d memorized by listening to Sonny James on the radio.“YOUNG LOVE” (©1956 Ric Cartey and Carole. He had her against the railing and she had hooked a leg around his legs.“Look, I guess they are having fun.” I said to Yamileth.She looked over and then took my head in her hands and pulled me down where we kissed deeply. She tasted of mint and sugar and I loved it. My cock grew hard and she must have felt it against her naked thigh.“I have never been with a gringo,” she said as we came apart.We kept on dancing. “I guess it’s the same as any other man.”She giggled and looked down at my shirts.