Her head felt a little dizzy, and she assumed it was from a mixture of being in the sun all day, it was very warm for October, and the wine she had co...sumed. Shelly’s muscles began to feel very tired, yet mentally she was wide awake. In fact, it seemed as though her senses were excessively active. She not only heard, but would have sworn that she could feel the music coming from the stage. Her mind seemed to be going in circles. As though it were racing, she couldn’t quite focus on. He pushed me back on the sofa. Looking into my eyes, he then lowered his head to my breasts, sucking one nipple into his mouth, playing it with his teeth, while caressing and pinching my other breast with his hand. This was all new to me; the other guys had not bothered to do this. My head was spinning, and I just lay there and let him do what he was doing. He moved his mouth over to my other breast becoming more aggressive. One of my hands came up, without any conscious thought from me, and. I moaned and started to rub his dick. I unzipped his pants and pulled out his 9 inch dick and gave him a hand job. I felt his pre-cum on my hand. He picked me up and sat me on his desk. I pulled up my skirt and he pulled down my thong. I started to rub my pierced clit as he ate me out. I was so horny, that I cummed in his mouth. He asked was I ready and I nodded and grabbed his dick a started sucking it to get it moist. He pulled it out off my mouth and inserted it in my wet pussy. At first he. Like he was watching a movie. He’d watched the college kids and he’d watched the townies. They were dancing he’d decided. Not dancing, but dancing: an interaction, a way of relating. He’d sat there with his beer in one hand and his cigarette in the other. Whatever he’d taken from Joel earlier in the night had left him a visitor in his own flesh. Emotionless and void, bringing him face to face with himself. It was frightening. He’d known then what his problem was. That evening’s epiphany. He was.