He starts to unbutton my shirt while I run my hands up and down his chest. He says "Ooo, no bra I see?" I say "I hate wearing bras at night" with a sm...le. He takes my shirt off and puts it on the floor.After he put my shirt on the floor, we start making-out, and he's rubbing my sides, an working his way to my neck. I giggle an wiggle when starts kissing my neck, cause I'm oh-so-ticklish. He then starts to lick and suck on my neck, which makes me gasp and moan, which must of turn him on cause I. Two hours later I was able to do a number of the ballet moves, includingvery briefly getting up on my 'pointes', standing on tip toesoccasionally while I danced.Every day for the next four weeks, I learned the steps, obviously onlyto an adequate standard, rather than very well, but even if I say somyself, I have a certain natural flowing movement. Believe it or not, Iwould have enjoyed the lessons if they hadn't gone on so long, sometimesfour or five hours a day, and if Ms Jane hadn't been so. He stripped off and spread my legs apart, he put his dick deep inside me bare while he snogged me on the stairs. He fucked me hard and fast like this for a bit, my slit taking his massive cock deep inside it. My tight hole felt so good as he pounded me. He then lifted me up and had me bounce on his cock as he walked up the stairs. At the top of the stairs he pushed me against the wall, still holding me up in the air and still fucking me. I bounced on his cock, holding onto his shoulders as he. Chloe thought ‘Gosh I guess exhibitionist must be another epithet in addition to whore & slut that can apply to me’ as she realized that the fact that several people were watching her was exciting her to a sexual fever pitch. She grabbed a nearby dildo and started drilling it into her pussy. She increased the tempo of the dildo action and before the first sequence of Bolero was finished Chloe was screaming ‘Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Shit! Shit! Shit!’ as her body began twitching and writhing. It was.