I crawled on top of her and she grabbed my cock and guided it into her warm wet pussy. She was tighter then I expected it felt amazing. I started slow...y thrusting in and out of her tight pussy, the view was amazing. She took every inch of my cock inside her, I filled her as deep as I could till my balls were slapping her ass. I'd pull out to the tip and slam back into her balls deep. I fucked her like that for about 20 minutes until she said she wanted it doggie style. I pulled out and she. Depending on his stamina (and how long it’s been since his last orgasm) it can take a while to build him up to his first edge of the night. It’s important to think of it that way: “first edge of the night.” Because once you’ve guided him to his edge - and stopped - he is still highly aroused, and edging him again becomes easy. All that build-up was time invested to get him to his most blissful state. Now “cash in” your investment and keep him there, by edging him over and over again. It should. “No, that’s not it. It’s just.” My voice trails off again. I can’t tell him why what he said is true. He’d think I was a freak. “It’s just what?” I didn’t hear him move up behind me, but he’s there. I can feel his breath on my neck. He takes my hand, slowly, so I have time to pull away if I want. I don’t. He leads me through the crowd of dancing people and to a staircase. He leads me up the staircase and down several hallways, twists, and turns. We go into a pretty-much hidden room. “What are. Today I didn’t wear tights, this was my daring plan. I had been turned on all day thinking about it and at several occasions throughout the day could feel the moisture between my legs and I couldn’t wait to get home. I had on one of my sexiest black, lace thongs. As soon as I went to the house I dashed to my bedroom and started touching myself gently through my underwear occasionally pushing them gently just into the opening of my pussy. I was amazingly horny and worried I might get too.