" Oh, I know I'm good," she said, smirking. "Honestly though, I don't usually get turned on when I do a lapdance, but there's something about you, Kyl...."Kyle smiled, but he knew that was a line. He didn't say anything further, but let her lead him from the booth and back through the beaded curtains to the main room. She stopped and gave him a peck on the cheek, and with a whispered, "Thanks for the dance," she was off. Kyle looked over at his friends, watching a dancer up on the main stage. Eventually she could even make out the contours of Yarmouth Castle in the moon light. It was a great change from sitting at home, mourning. She’d booked a room in a B&B in Freshwater Bay, where she was received by Mrs Dee, a small, cheerful lady who made her feel quite at home. She went to the pub for a quick, late meal and a pint of cider. The publican was friendly and he didn’t seem to mind serving food really late. When she felt well fed she went back to the B&B, where she went to bed, happy. He could tell by her sounds that he was arousing her even more and began thrusting upwards as he grasped her ass. He felt her grind against him as her juices flowed down his cock onto his balls. “Fuck, your pussy feels so good.” Jolene smiled as she leaned back slightly and continued moving her hips in tiny circles, feeling Greg moving inside her. She bit her lower lip as she watched how he was enjoying feeling her on him. She felt him reach a hand to her clit as she was moving and pressing his. Clarissa stood next to me as I admired it in the mirror, and nodded her head. ‘Yes, I think that’s the one’, she agreed, ‘it suits your shape so well. Look how well it sits here ...’her fingers brushed across my stomach, smoothing the thin fabric to my body – so light was the material, that it seemed she was stroking my naked flesh, and I drew an involuntary breath at the sensations it caused‘and here’her hand moved up to cup my breast, gently squeezing it and tracing her finger around the.