When I thought back to the three other guys Lisa had dated and slept with before me, and they were all pretty much cut from the same cloth. Handsome, ...reppy types that she could happily take home to her conservative Cuban mother and WASP father. But the guy she was dancing with was the polar opposite of these guys and me. He looked just over six-foot tall, was wider than the doorman I’d bribed to get in, and his muscular torso and neck were covered in what looked like gang tattoos. He was. Facing front, she cupped her big tits together and lifted them, molding the cleavage deep and upright. She passed a hand over her softly rounded belly and let her fingers trail through the dark pubic thicket. She humped her belly out in a fucking motion. She bent her knees and parted her thighs so that she could see the juicy crack of her cunt between her legs. Cupping her tits again, she ran her thumbs across the nipples like windshield wipers, trembling at the sensation. Then she lowered her. . no response.. you softly put your hand on my shoulder then softly start to run it up and down my side, undecided whether you really want to wake me up or not.I open my eyes and surprise you with a shy smile. You slowly bend down to kiss my forehead and then my lips, your fingers finding their way up and down my whole body... our little kiss becomes longer and deeper... more passionate.. filled with desire. Your hands slip under my top and start to rub my now erect nipples. I moan as your. I sat beside her and slowly turned her head towards me and we again joined our lips into a passionate smooch. With our mouth fighting with each other, to win over other, she bend backwards and i was on top of her making her lye on the bed. I slowly put my hands on her belly and started moving her top upwards.She caught my hand and i stopped for a second. I applied a little bit force again and she let go my hand. So my hand started traveling towards her melon. With each upward moment, my body.