She stopped in front of me and put her gloved hands on her hips and gave me an appraising look before saying 'l believe that this is my dance' and wit...out waiting for an answer grabbed my hand and led me onto the dance floor and thenmoved in close to me, l noticed that she had led me to the dimmest part of the dance floor l asked about her husband and she just laughed and replied 'He's getting drunk with his cronies at the bar and they're all bragging about their football teams'We started to. “Oh my God, I’m cumming, fuck me, fuck me,” I begged him.I climaxed explosively, soaking him, me and the bed clothes. God that may have been the best release I’ve ever had.As I lay panting, he pulled out. He was still rock hard.“You didn’t cum, why not, you didn’t like it? I thought it was great. Do you want me to suck you some more?”“No Daisy you don’t need to suck me. I loved your pussy but I’m saving my cum for your tight little ass. Where can I find some KY jelly or something like. Today wasn't the day, clearly. She wanted to fight it; to press onwardand make legitimate progress for once in the last few months, or years.Exhaustion took hold of her, however, and she could feel the weight ofreality settle in. Groaning aloud and sitting back in her chair, shestared blankly ahead of her into the maroon expanse of her bedroom wall.Nearly unaware of her own actions, her arm slithered below her desk andwormed its way into her pants. As she stewed in her own inadequacy. For a girl, at 5’10’ I am quite tall and even with my 3’heels, you still tower over me. Feeling a little intimidated by your 6’6′ height, I get goosebumps all over me and I see your eyes drop down to my tits. I know you are looking at my nipples, and that they are hard and pressing against my bra and blouse. Resting my hands on your chest, I look up at you, ‘I would really like my tour now…and I think you know what should be the first stop.’ Grinning at my boldness, you take a hold of my hand..