I never got over my crush on him, but I got used to it. Some of the dance moves were so romantic, ballroom stuff like where I'd be skating backwards a...d he'd lower me in this big dip and hold me close and pretend to kiss me. When we were practicing alone I'd really kiss him, just press my closed lips against his really lightly. We never even moved our lips, but we were supposed to hold our mouths a quarter inch away from each other, so I was always worried that he'd ask me to stop, but he never. .. and then I feel the tip of a cock sliding into me but I know it's not yours ... my tight pussy grabs the black guy's cock as he slides deep inside me. I can feel the muscles of his thighs pushing against my ass cheeks as he moves faster and faster against me and then he slows down because he is trying not to cum ... and while he fucks my pussy, the young guy can't handle me switching back and forth and starts to fuck my mouth ... he must not have done what you discussed because you grab him. He was no help. Jenn thought about their lives. They had struggled in the horse business. Her husband had worked lots of meaningless jobs, struggling to get by as a trainer. It was a stroke of luck that Luke Santana had retired from being a professional runner. He had won an unbelievable number of gold medals as a sprinter in the Olympics. He had gone through the last few years with an unbelievable amount of endorsements. The money for the horses, land, house and staff was a drop in the bucket. Fuck him.The place was packed with people and the music was thumping. In no time, the girls were all up dancing and Kim quickly lost track of them. She soon met a guy by the name of Jevon who took a great interest in her. Kim had never really spent any time in the company of black men, but Jevon was really good looking and willing to match her dance for dance. He also kept filling her glass. They talked a little between dances, but the music was so loud that Jevon and Kim had to lean close to.