My dick was hard and pointed towards me right thigh i mounted her ass and dry humped her from on top i bounced and shoved up in down slowly and quickl..., bravely dry humping this fabulous booty.at this time she was still sleeping, i said to myself damn she is a heavy sleeper as i was dry humping that booty. felt up her shirt and careesed and squeezed her boobs rubbing her nipples and kissing her sleeping face.i got of her ass, my dick still hard like a rocket slowly and carefully pulled down her. She told me that in the old ‘joint’ if she made fifty in a night it was a rarity.When Kate was sitting at the table enjoying a glass of wine with us between her performances, Tori asked her mother and me, “Could I dance here some time – do a strip? I’m of legal age, plus I know you do amateur nights and that some of your friends have been here for those. I’d love to try.”Kate looked worried. She told her daughter, “Tori, the short answer is yes, but it comes with a whole bunch of. I want her to find out, Peter. But we both agree, you're mine. Aren't you?"He tore his eyes away from the undulating blonde teen, and held her's. "You know that I am, Victoria. I think you've known that since we met." In this strange whirl they were in, she had used more endearments tonight than he could remember before. Strangely, these weird sexual fantasys brought her real feelings to the surface. He pulled off his shirt.Her mother unhooked the teen's bra and as she slid it forward, cupped. She’d even convinced him to go dancing, practically dragging him to the club, though he’d desperately attempted to convince her that he had no idea how, and probably didn’t have the dexterity to pull it off. Yet here he was, bouncing around to a beat by some hip hop star he’d never heard of, throwing his hands up in the air like he just didn’t care. God almighty. The blonde danced, and kissed, and danced some more like it was going out of style. That’s how it was with Jenny – a virtual.