Angela could see the effect it was having on me, and that just made her sly remarks about it all the more blatant.As we sat drinking coffee in one of ...he cafes inside the mall, she whispered in my ear, "Just think - if it wasn't for all these people here, you could slide your hand up my thighs and feel just how wet I am for you, honey." She had pronounced 'wet' in a slow, sexy drawl - whettttt. My coffee cup had rattled sharply against the saucer when I put it down.The moment we arrived back. I bowed to the lady, took her hand, led her to the floor, and held her in the perfect waltz hold with us about a foot apart, except for where our hands touched. Before the song was over we were in a tight clinch and stayed that way for two more slow songs in the set.I could hear a fast song coming up at the end of the set, so I took her hand and escorted her back to her table where four other girls sat, and said, "It was an extreme pleasure dancing with such a lovely lady, I hope that I might. I lapped up the spicy cream spilling out of her. We gasped and moaned and shuddered together, holding each other.Loving each other. Stars burst through my vision. Paper crinkled as she shuddered beneath me. The exam table shook. I didn't care. My blood screamed through my veins, carrying the rapture to every bit of my body. Stars burst across my eyes as we loved each other.We shared our taboo passion. It was wondrous. I made my daughter feel better by eating her pussy. It was so deliciously. He was wearing reflective sunglasses.Bonnie was looking at his motorcycle, and got up to go over for a closer look. Melody stopped her and just shook her head. A silent debate took place between them, consisting mostly of eyebrows being raised and grimaces, until finally, Bonnie shook Melody’s hand off and walked over to the big dude.“Excuse me,” she said.He looked down at her and just waited.“Nice bike you’ve got there.”He looked at her, taking in the white tank top and short, deep blue skirt.