I really also enjoy dancing with guy close enough so as my leg goes around him and my pussy rubs on his lap. By this, my hands will be around him, and...his by my ass either up them or on them feeling them. If they grop my ass, I tend to let them know that I like it by grinding harder.This is basically what I do in a club. Now for some stories. I didn`t write everything because things tend to happen depending on people, mood and so on. I remember one night, I was dancing with a guy and " tousse. Piss away.For a while nothing happened and then a small stream began which I aimed athis general direction." My face, my mouth, my cock" The stream began to flow, was David'slunchtime generosity with Coke and wine entirely innocent and I soondirected the golden piss into his mouth and over his face. His hands rubbedit deep into his body.Noticing after maybe 1/2 a minute that my stream was flagging David pulledhis cock from his trousers and sprayed his bosses' cock which seemed todance in the. I wrapped one hand around the base of his dick, then I wrapped my other hand on top of the other holding his dick with both of my hands, just admiring what I was looking at. I had never held such a huge piece of meat before. His dick was cut with a dark skin tone and as my hands started to move up and down his shaft, I could see he was growing. I started to lick the tip. Getting him wet for my mouth and throat. I knew I couldn't deep throat him, but I was going to try. I was going to choke. I had fun. Maybe we’ll see each other again sometime,” I said unconvincingly, eager to head home.“A few of my boys are having a party at their hotel room. You down?”“No thank you.”“Well then, let me buy you a drink before I head back there. You owe me that much for the dance,” he cockily shot back. I was offended. I was the once dancing. He just spent the concert grinding up against me. “Sure, just one.”We walked to a lounge nearby. It wasn’t my type of spot. It had loud hip-hop music and it.