I was enjoying him. Thinking to suck him and take him. I thought it’s the right time.)Me: Do you have sexual feeling for me?He: No ma’m.Me: Don’... be shy. Tell me. I saw you looking at me badly.He: I like you.Me: What you like about me?He: Your figure, specially your this. (pointing to my boobs)Me: Oh, you saw me naked yesterday na?He: No ma’m.Me: Want to see my melons?He: Yes.Me: (I took off my t-shirt)He: Wow.. so big ma’mI took his head close to me, give a kiss to him on his lips. He was. As if he heard her thoughts, he nipped at her neck softly with his teeth. She moaned, but the sound was lost in the music. Her knees went soft and she sagged slightly for a moment before regaining her composure. She felt her thong get damp and she ground her ass into his groin again. Judging by the bulge she felt there, she was not the only one enjoying themselves.She could feel his smile against her neck. She turned again to face him, rolling her body and rubbing her breasts against his. I had both hands on her breasts, weighing and squeezing them. I felt her hardening nipples through the blouse and the lace cup of the bra and I squeezed them harder and harder between my finger and thumb until she opened her mouth wide in an automatic response to cry out but before she had the chance I placed my hand over her mouth.Her legs were trembling...she was breathing in gasps and her chest was rising and falling in fear. I put my mouth to her ear and whispered: "I bet your husband loves. That was something he was absolutely NOT going to do-wearing dresses was totally out, no matter what activities he had totake part in this year. He's had to once, a few years ago, at hismother's suggestion (orders actually) and had never forgotten howembarrassed he was. He felt rediculous in the short pink party dresswith the white mary-janes and a ribbon in his hair. He's also wornlipstick and had his nails polished a shimmery pink. He thrown a fitwhen his mother and aunt had wanted to use.