I turn away and shoot you a sexy glance over my shoulder. I lick both index fingers in time with the beat. Holding my elbows out, you can tell I'm pla...ing with my nipples, making them stand up for you.Covering myself again with one arm, I turn back to face you, my hips keeping time with the music.I straddle your legs, still dancing, my breasts almost in your face. I expose one nipple, then the other, and finally press your face in the cleavage between them.I've got my fingers in your hair, and. Fortunately the band was playing extremely loudly and anyone who heard her must have thought she was simply calling to someone. I immediately removed my hand from her shorts and put my arm back around her waist as I urged her to continue dancing. After a moment she did, looking up to me and hissing, “Cut it out, Jonathan! Not here!” I gave her an innocent look and said, “What, you mean this?” as I began insinuating my fingers under the elastic waistband of her shorts again. She quickly pushed. Don turned off the TV and lights, took a piss and headed for his own room. His home consisted of four bedrooms, three baths, a large den, a game room and, across the carport breezeway, an exercise room with thousands of dollars of equipment. At the current time, Don occupied the entire 4400 square feet by himself, since his divorce.Occasionally, he would have a lady stay the night; but only a woman to satisfy his sexual needs, and only for one night. He didn’t want any more full time. Annette’s hand came free as it reached Julie’s lips so she took it with her other hand and pressed the tiny fingers against her throat, letting Annette feel the relaxation of the muscles in her neck.A few nudges in and out were enough for the first run before Julie pushed George away and caught her breath.“Get it?”“Mmmm, but I don’t know if I could do it.”“It takes practice but you’ve got a great toy to work with. Relax for a moment please George. Lie on the couch there while I talk to your.