My hands made their way from herbare midriff to her chest and back again. God her titsfelt nice.Times like I love dancing — my hand — more...than sex —creeping down– the flashing lights — to her pants —the sweat– and slipping — the smoke lingering in theair — past her panties — the heat of your partner —one finger — the swaying bodies around you — crawlingpast the hair — the hypnotic beat — and sliding. No, no, she wouldn't do it, wouldn't do it!"Nooooo!" she yelled.Her arms and legs spasmed. That fat cock-head finally popped through completely. Betty cried out again, straightening her legs, easing some of the strain off her arms and shoulders as the board kept chafing the fronts of her ankles."Suck it!" Hank said, rubbing the salty tip of his prick over her lips.Betty shook her head from side to side, clamping her jaws shut. She wasn't going to take that filthy cock in her mouth! He could go. That day we had decided to party but Jenny gone for shopping left, I stuck with Jasmine. We reached at 4.00pm. Peter had already arrived. “Hey!! We got free drinks today” Robin shouted seeing Jasmine with me.“Aww shut up!!” I poked at him jokingly as Peter smiled.“There’s Wonder Woman in Pogo now” Peter said “My daughters favorite” he smiled. Jasmine sat on the bed with remote in hand and a $100 in her pocket. We went to our party room. We had more than the usual today, but still we would have. I sent him an email letting him know I was interested and sent some pics over. I have done this 1,000 times and rarely get a response much less an actual meeting. He replied back and we chatted a little talking about meeting up and what kind of porn we liked. We both had a common interest in facials and blowjobs. After almost 1 week of emails I sent him an invite letting him know I was going to rent a hotel room and wondered if he wanted to come over watch some porn and jerk off. He agreed.