The reason he was a well-dressed man was to buildup his ego. He had to always be better than others.Peter and his friends were more than happy to have...Janet join them. Shewas a delight to talk with and also delightful to look at. Hunger might bethe best spice, but to them sharing a table with a beautiful lady was thebest way to enhance a meal.Even though Peter was eating a grilled cajun chicken breast sandwich, hewas a legs man. Walking past the patio he saw a great pair of legs. Thoselong. When we arrived at the dance, we saw that they had decorated the gymnasium in a kind of winter wonderland theme, with artificially flocked trees, fake snow in the corners of the room and thousands of twinkling lights that gave off enough illumination that the chaperones would be able to keep things cool, but still gave the illusion of privacy for the dancers.I could dance, but it was never one of my most favorite activities, and what dances I knew were more formal or, in the fast dances, way. She slowly opened her mouth and pushed his cock all in.“Ggk, Ggk,” she was gagging as he placed his hands behind her head and started fucking her mouth. His cock tasted somewhat salty, and smelled like sweat.As she kept gagging, her eyes kept watering, and getting red. After fucking her mouth for a minute or so, he withdrew.“Oak…thooh,” she gagged and spat a load of saliva to the floor to her left side. He took her chin in his left hand and turned her face towards him.“Do you fucking whore. Now she was just in her bra and panty both of black colour. I started moving my tongue over her neck to tempt her and she removed my shirt till then. She was scratching my back with her nails and I kept on tempting her by kissing her neck. She was getting wetter and wetter by the moment. I unhooked her bra and her boobs sprang out of her bra. I just saw such a perfect pair of huge boobs.I started licking her boobs around the nipple. She was getting fucking horny and was yelling at me that.