She smiled at me and told me not to be so afraid. I was frozen in place. I couldn't move to even pick up my shorts.She looked at me and asked, "Why ar... you shaking? You look so scared." I looked down staring at her nipples and I told her, ‘I’m sorry.’ I started to squirm and think of anything so my cock wouldn’t get hard. I felt humiliated. I couldn’t believe I was getting hard right in front of her.She giggled as she finished wiping my cuts. My shorts had stopped sliding down my hips because. I turned round and went over to him. I bent over, pulled the foreskin down on his cock and kissed the head, leaving lipstick marks. I need to taste this cock further. I squatted down, not simple in 5” heels and started sucking his cock licking the undershaft and tickling his balls. Lick, suck, and tickle went on for a while then I stood up and I looked down turned around and ground my ass into his crotch, I don’t know what it did to him but I loved the feeling of his erect cock on my ass. She moved on to trying to recreate the dance she’d done last night. The first few tarantella steps were easy to remember, but she’d whirled into a set of modern steps and couldn’t now remember what they’d been. As she was trying to puzzle it out, Casey strode up to the stage, smirking. “So, are you going to show us those fierce moves you threw together last night? Don’t think we didn’t notice you saved all the best choreography for yourself.”Pilar knew Casey was teasing, but she could see that. I was warming to her manner of cognition. ?I guess I did. So since you are an expert, what does it mean?" Suddenly she lunged her face forward so our noses nearly touched. I felt her hot breath fanning in my face. "It means," She hissed. "That why we need to go somewhere private. NOW!" I could only nod in agreement. I wasted no time jumping up from the sofa. We were out the door in minutes. She had me like I was her puppy dog as I followed where she led. We took a short walk. She had me.