We had some snacks and sodas, danced and chatted. I danced a few times with girl named Kellie. She was short and slender; sort of plain, but cute. We ...hatted a little while we danced, but nothing serious. She never even asked my name. I noticed she sort of floated around, chatting with different folks, but never stayed in one place for long. Eventually she floated back to me, and we started dancing together again. “What’s a cute girl like you doing here alone?” I asked her. She just smiled at. I licked every inch of him, every curve, every vein and loved every second of it. Holding his thick, hard cock in my hand, I was eager to accept his cum. To taste it and have it inside me. He surprised me by rolling over onto his stomach. I watched as he tightened and clenched his big, muscular ass cheeks then uncleanched them, over and over. I massaged them, running my hands over them, I squeezed and caressed both his ass cheeks then spread them open, exposing his hole. I never expected to. She looked at him and then told him what had just happened. She wanted to see his cock get hard again. She was finally awakened from her fog of regrets and self-recrimination. She now knew that she hadn't lost her husband because she wasn't attractive enough. It was because he was just a prick, plain and simple. "Mrs. Pearce, do you think I'm bad for what I did with Phoebe and Justin? I'm eighteen you know, but my parents would still go ballistic." No. And you should call me Jenny now. You're. "Mmm that's good baby. You're such a good cock sucker. Take your bra off."I didn't even think about it as I pulled my bra off. I sucked his cock faster, getting a little turned on by his commanding presence. He started to fuck my face and moan more. "Oh yes, you little slut, I'm gonna cum all over your tits and fuck you good." Within a few more minutes he pulled out of my mouth and did exactly that. He sprayed cum all over my tits. I looked up at him, not sure what was coming next. I.