Now that I was more relaxed (and horny), I noticed how attractive she was. She smiled at me."Dad's had to go to work early - your breakfast is on the ...able, you can eat it on the way."I decided to go over the top. "Thanks, s*s!" I said with a beaming smile. She just laughed, with a bemused expression on her face. I smiled to myself - this was going to be fun.*****I slipped into the bathroom and shut the door behind me.So far as I could see, his house was much bigger than mine - at least, it was. "What I meant to say was: thank you, you're too kind."When no safe response came to mind, I decided to focus on improving my dancing and even managed to spin her a couple times without either of us falling down.During a particularly slow song I noticed that Claire was guiding us towards one corner of the room."See those guys?" she asked.Looking over her shoulder I saw John and his goons gossiping and actually pointing at several of the more attractive nude girls."If you ever want to get laid,. I felt my balls pull back. He stopped! Suddenly there was not touching, no sensation. Then I heard footsteps back behind me, a chair squeak, and typing on the laptop. My cock was super sensitive, but after a while you can’t stay hard with no stimulation, no matter how exciting the scene is. That didn’t last long, as he soon stroked me back to full erection and began all over again. Another round of random stroking and tip teasing until he again stroked me with a rhythm that had me quivering. He looked back at me, telling me with his eyes, ‘I am yours, Kay! Do with me what you will!” I think to myself, ‘Damn right!’ as my hands inch toward their reward. I took him in my hands, slathering the oil all over his crown, his shaft, and, of course, his balls. Those wonderful orbs so full of life, of salty sweetness, of his cum! I saw a drop of pearly liquid form at the eye of his lovely member. Not wanting to waste any of that sweet nectar I bent to lick it from him, tasting the olive oil.