I smiled and replied flippantly, “Me either” before walking onto the dance floor with his brother. Once we got on the floor he pulled me up tight ...gainst his hard body, immediately resting his hands on my tight ass and grinding his cock into my body. I moaned and ground my wet pussy on his thigh, he moved one of his hands from my ass to pick up my thigh so that my crotch was flush against his. I could feel his big cock through his jeans and my skirt as he ground into me. I leaned back in his. This little game was getting dangerously close to revealing my secret as I would only be wearing my lace panties. I felt fairly sure my tuck job would conceal my secret as long as no one tried to rip off my panties in the club. I reached over taking the money from the table and saw the huge grins on the men’s faces as I unbuckled the belt and wiggled the shiny mini skirt down my legs, setting it on the table with my bra. I spun around twice so they could see my almost naked body in just my. I started to work it in and out, filling her with each stroke, her sweet pink passion eagerly swallowing every bit I fed it, like a thousand pieces of velvet massaging my cock from all sides. Over and over, I thrusted ever deeper inside her. Again the waves of pleasure had bathed me with each penetration. I felt her legs wrapped around me, our tongues locked in a dance, as I started to build up a rhythm. Faster and faster I went and let the pleasure build inside me. Her legs still firmly. She returned from the bathroom refreshed and with a towel to wipe me down. My face was suddenly inches from hers, I leaned in, putting my hand on her cheek as I kissed her passionately. “Aren’t you satisfied?” She implored. “I am but you aren’t!” I replied. I caressed her breasts gently, touching her slowly yet relentlessly, raising her arousal with devious fingers. She sighed at my touch and pressed herself forward. Her resistance was faltering and completely failed as we reached the bedroom..