M when this young bloke came over and asked me in a confident voice to dance,before i knew it he had me on the dancefloor with his hands on my hips/as....God it felt really good being held firmly like that as we danced slowly to the music,I still told him i was married but he whispered in my ear that's the kind of woman he goes for meaning horny bored with the same guy.As the song drew on he started to press his groin against mine by this time he caressing my bum cheeks and it was the most. . big. That's what I think is holding him back. But you know, Mom, if a woman wants a man, and goes after what she wants, well there's really not a whole lot the man can do about it, is there?"Yep. I had to figure Charlotte Hamilton would be putty in her daughter's hands once this campaign got fully underway.Problem was, I was pretty sure that I would be putty in Georgia's hands as well. If this charade were to get out of control at some point, I might find myself being scored upon by the. Her eyes were closed. Her hair fell around her face. You're so fuckin hot, he whispered.Her eyes opened as she looked at him looking at her. Something happened inside her. His eyes, the way he gazed at her, the desire they had. She felt empowered. She knew she was his woman.She leaned back over him and kissed him deeply. He held her breasts in each hand and hungrily kissed her back, she said carful with them they are very tender!She lowered her ass down and began to pump. His cock slid up and. I am such a shithead. Finally a boy comes over and I explain what I need. His smirk and ask what’s under my coat.“Nothing,” I say.“Then open it up,” he orders.I do as told, trying to use him to block the view for any passersby, and he laughs.“I knew you were a pervert…what’s you fucking name”?“Shithead,” I answer.He takes the photo, but orders me to write my phone number down, saying he can use a good shithead like me. I give him the number, knowing Master will be displeased and punish me.6).