Eventually most of the girls left the dance floor, but one chick stayed behind to dance with me. A hot blonde with long legs, just barely covered by h...r miniskirt. I should have felt bad because she looked fresh out of highschool and I was closing in on 30 now. But in my state, I just didn’t care. I took her to the back of the room and continued to grind with her. I was getting so hard and horny, I couldn’t take my hands off of her. I was grabbing her titties and kissing the sides of her neck.. Mydad's parents lived on the east coast and after he split he moved outthere. He calls me every year on my birthday and Christmas, but Ihaven't played guitar with him for nearly three years now.Middle school was torture for me. I didn't really fit in with any of thecliques; I wasn't a brain, a jock, a sosh, a drama geek, or a head. Myschool had a music department, but only for instruments that made up themarching band. Guitarists need not apply. The girls never seemed to payme much attention. She again felt him lifting the hem of her mini dress, his fingers drifting higher and then the electrifying touch of his finger in the gap between her legs. He slipped his finger under the edge of her panties and she felt the cool kiss of night on her lower lips. The back of his fingers had brushed her pubic hair then turned to feel along her slit. He grabbed the gusset of her panties and pulled down to give himself more room to feel her hidden womanhood. His hand was inside her panties,. Richard felt his cock being licked with quick flicks of Emma’s tongue. It felt very pleasuring, and Emma knew this, but instead of being satisfied herself, she decided to make this just the beginning. She removed the now saturated cock from her mouth and took it in her right hand (her dominate hand) and took Richard’s package with her left. With her right hand, she began rapidly stroking the shaft, occasionally sliding all the way up to the top of the head. With her left hand, she made circular.