Hands cupped her breasts and her nipples stiffened into them. She felt the outline of an erect penis against her buttocks and leaned back into it, gri...ding her hips. Another dancer moved in front of her, sandwiching her, his penis grinding against her belly as they trapped her between them forcing her legs apart. The hem of her dress sliding high to reveal the tiny thong, her vulva clearly defined by the thin material. She felt heat against her vaginal lips and realized that the man in front. She undressed in the dark, light pouring in through the d****s and dancing off her beautiful body. I could clearly make out her nipples, puffy and swollen, calling out to me. I could see her sweet pussy dampened, dripping at the thought of our dinner conversation. She slid over my cock, which was straining with desire, gently brushing the shaft with her breasts.I could have easily came at the slightest breeze. She laid down beside, grabbed a cock ring and slowly rolled it down the length of my. Slowly he pushed his cock into me. There was a little pain to begin with as the head of his cock slowly penetrated my ass. Once the head was inside the rest of his shaft slowly pushed into my alot easier until he let me know that he was now totally inside me. He allowed a few moments for my asshole to adapt to his cock being tere, the pain by this time had pretty much gone and I was comfortable with his cock inside me. He slowly began to pull out and push back in and I was quickly beginning to. She also said that my male underwear was too boring and rough. What's good for the goose is good for the gander, she claimed. She told me to get dressed, go home, shave and get some new thong underwear. She instructed me to get enough to get me through the following workweek. Only if I wore them everyday under my work clothes would I be allowed to see her the following weekend. Well, need I say that I went right out and did what she wanted me to. I loved the way she took charge and didn't ask.