Their bodies tied together like a pretzel, both of them refusing to let go, they quickly found flesh on flesh. Dancing in the darkness to a tune that ...nly they knew. Familiar but exciting. His body was on top of hers now both knowing full well that there would be no holding back tonight. There would be other nights for intimacy. Tonight they fucked! Like they had never done before. Both bodies pounding into each other. Her body on fire, she took his long hard shaft deep inside of her. Her lips. “Suck it, my pet.”She hummed, her entire mouth and tongue vibrating around his cock. He pounded into her, almost to the point of reaching her gag reflex. This was a pleasure filled experience for both of them; him lovingly dominating her and her giving him her complete submission. The head of his cock hit the back of her throat, balls slamming against her chin over and over. Passion induced tension filled his form. His hands tightened in her hair as he threw his head back. Pre-cum dribbled down. When she moved her hips the dress would flip up and her underwear showed. When she slow danced with anyone she would cling to them, mold her body to them and rub her mound against them. I loved watching her dance, especially with John when it always looked like they were having sex on the dance floor. There was a big hit that year from England. A very sexy slow dance. It was a perfect song for hot sweaty tight slow dances. When she and John danced to it, her nipples were hard, her legs were. ?You can collect it, when we?re gone.? He again turned to the lad. ?Check their body.?Without any reply the lad was onto me, his hands caressing my whole body trying to find out any hidden weapon. Once satisfied with me, he went to mom, trying to search her body; his hands running on her body for toe to towards her hip. He rubbed his hands along mom?s thighs deliberately feeling the softness. Feeling uncomfortable mom tried to move.?You move, honey,? Old man?s, whom the lad was addressing as.