Even the minute details. That made my dick hard and rock solid but I controlled. She loves dancing. Alcohol effect, she played music and started danci...g seductively. She was showing her milky white thighs. She was in a loose sleeveless top and short skirt.Her naval hole was visible to me and waist swinging in eight shape figure. She pulled me and told me to dance. And suddenly, maybe god’s choice one romantic song played from the list. We came close and holding each other’s hand started dancing. No spark! No feeling! No nothing, except laying there in a wet spot trying to go to sleep.Is this it, I thought? Had we become our parents? "Quiet, George the kids may hear. Not tonight, I have a headache."At twenty-two did I have forty or fifty more years of this? As the days and weeks rolled by this became our norm. Then thoughts creped into my head, maybe we had been to young and this was a mistake on our part. I loved Mike, but now I entertained thoughts of leaving him to find that. “YES!” The center of my womanhood, the entranceway to my very soul, was contracting like crazy around him, pulling him in deeper and deeper and deeper. His hardness seemed to go on forever, so long, so thick, so hard, so much to take into myself now. No matter how much I hungrily pulled him into me now, there still seemed to be a lot more left outside, still to cram into me. How was it possible that my many intense fevered dreams of him, while I lay in the bathtub, totally paled, compared to. Maine kaha chaddi utar do ghagra bhi.phir usne darte huwe sab nikal diya..ab wo sirf choli main thi main uski sundar ass(gand) ko piche se dekh raha tha. Woh boli ab kya karonge maine kaha ab tum apni knees hato se pakad lo usne darte huwe thik waise hi kiya ap main picche se uske choot aur gand ko dekh sakta tha maine apni ek ungali uski gand main daali.bahot tight thi magar chali gai phir apna land ka top uski gand ke hole par rakha aur ek jordar shot diya woh jor jor se rone lagi main uska.