I thrust back, again, and again, each time your head pulls back as if you’re wearing reins. I pull my cock out and stop. You try and push back to en...ice my cock back in but this results in my hand swinging down and spanking your right cheek of your arse. You jump and moan, but before you have time to say anything my cock slides back into your waiting pussy. My thrusts start to become quicker as I build up to cum, Your head starts to bob to your hair-pulling and you start to feel a climax. ’ ‘I’m very glad you did, and didn’t, if you know what I mean.’ I replied, giving her a squeeze. ‘I’ll stick to the basics and you can make us both look good.’ I added as she made another series of complex steps. As I had a good sense of rhythm and had always been pretty light on my feet the system worked very well for us. That remained true even when the combo began playing a much faster piece and we hadn’t been dancing for very long before I noticed we were again attracting attention. ‘It. Okay? I know it! But I didn't do anything that fucking bad! Just stupid, immature crap because I wasn't ready for what she wanted, except fucking her."I expected my dad or some bullshit high school grief counselor to be the first recipient of my prepared lie."Prove it," Morgan demanded. I dropped her as my brain tried to figure out exactly how she wanted me to do that."Do your worst to me!" she grabbed my hands and led me towards the cemetery entrance.Morgan pushed me into her bedroom and. One day her parents went to some relatives marriage. She had an interview on that day. So she had not gone. In my room, luckily I was alone. My colleagues went to their native place. But she would be back in the afternoon only after attending an interview.So I was eagerly waiting for her. Afternoon around 12.30 she called me and informed that her interview was over. She was waiting at the bus stop to reach home. Then I told her to wait there, I will come and pick up you.She agreed. Immediately.