She kissed it first and let her tongue run up and down the shaft a few times before she put me in her mouth. I still wasn't fully hard but she definit...ly made it her mission to change that. The hesitation she had shown before was all gone and with my cock not at full size she could practically eat it all up. She gobbled up my cock with serious taste for it. I encouraged her to keep it going but being back to full hard size again she started having a bit more trouble and choked up every time she. I was almost shaking my dock-martens, when I knocked on the door. From my limited experience with parties, generally you could hear the party before you saw it, but in this case, it was completely opposite. My palms were sweaty, as a gripped the door handle, and twisted it open. I figured it was normal for partygoers just to open up the door and walk right in. I was greeted by an unexpected surprise, when there was nobody else in the room. The immediate thought that ran through my head was that. .teri ma ki nhii haiivenu:ohh jaaann teri nipplesss uffff hmmmmanu:ahhhhhhhhhh kaat maat ise ufff ahhhhmeri chuchi mein marks agaye the magar phir bhi woh nhi chor raha tha,,phir mein comod pe baith gayi aur uski shorts aur underwear nikal liya.venu ka land kafi strong tha.kya dek rahi haii randi chus ise,,,hmmm venuu dalo ise…uhhhh ,,issss..uffff..usnee apni puri land dal di meri muh meinn..ohh anuu u r a very good sucker,,,ohhh chuslo raniii…ohhh…ahhhhhhh venu meri baal pakdo…hmmmpushhh le. Sharon grabbed my neck and brought me to her in a scorching kiss that left no doubt what I was to her and as a warning to others to leave her alone. We didn't dance every dance, but most of them. She allowed some of the younger men to dance with her for some of the fast dances, but every slow dance was just her and I. No matter what set of songs the band was playing, if a slow song came up, she would excuse herself, turn, and I was there ready to slowly glide her away into our own little.