Teasing on the Dance Floor Phone sex

 

Saturday night was a celebration, a girlfriend’s birthday, so a bunch of us headed out to a favoured bar.  I dressed to prowl and hunt, as I always do when seeking out new prey.  I know my skin glistened from a few hours in the sun, barely needed more than some kohl and mascara, and of the orange lipstick that shows off my cocksucking lips.  My skirt, thin, black and barely legal wrapped the perfect curve of my toned ass and the little white halter top barely contained the swell of my firm breasts.

My prey wasn’t as young as usually, this time nearly 30, but someone I know who considered himself quite the ladies’ man.  It was a game, and one I won’t apologise for since we were celebrating, after all. On the dance floor, I let my body grind and sway to the fast hypnotic music, my body never losing touch to his all the while whispering dirty words and vivid descriptions of what I might let him do to me.  I felt his excitement, his rock hard cock between us when I finally thrust a thigh between his legs and ground in.  And let’s just say, one should have more control of his dick if he planned to dance with me while wearing white khaki pants.  Everyone say the large stain as he moved off the dance floor.

Marilyn

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