D. saying "how come you never asked me todance?" You asked every girl in this bar to dance except for me?J. D. Replied ohhhhh, did you want to dance? ...ell then lets dance littlecowgirl, what was your name again? Again Angelina was taken abackthinking he doesn't even remember my name? this being because usuallyevery guy remembered everything about her all of the time. Well afterstarting to dance with Angelina J.D. was both amazed at just exactly howbeautiful this woman was, he could not remember. Our usual show like this makes the guys cum in seconds. But he was good, making both Sue and I cum before he shot his load of thick, hot cum over our faces. Naturally we swapped cum for him – guaranteed to earn us a bonus.'And that's about it. We went home that day with wet pussies and a nice fat fee. A very good outcome all round.”As she'd been talking, Rosie had been stroking my arms and had cupped one of my breasts in her hand, squeezing gently. When she finished speaking, I turned. On the dance floor it was a free-for-all with strangers bumping and grinding into each other with a lot of “dirty dancing.” Men were free with their hands…I mean really free…and I got fondled and even kissed and it was all turning me on along with the drinks and “Boy!” it didn’t take me long to get in the mood for anything and everything. Then we walked out into the night air seeing what else was happening.We walked past a few bars that seemed to replicate where we had just been and then came. Her sweet musk filled my nose. I licked my lips. Then I flicked my tongue against her clit. I brushed her underage vulva. I swirled it around her. She moaned into my twat as I played with her little bud.“Mmm, you got such a cute clit,” I moaned.She groaned into my twat.“Just needing to be loved.” I flicked her clit again. I caressed it with my tongue, loving the feel of it against me. I sucked on it.She squealed.Her lips locked onto my own clit while her fingers dipped into my butt-crack. Her.