Dancing Turns Me On, So I Call A Stranger To Fuck Me Hard – Sara Blonde

For the evening I dressed in a tight fitting red mini-dress with spaghetti straps, made of a thick stretchy fabric that held my sizeable breasts in place – for the most part – but did nothing to diminish the nipple bump visible through the tight material. He always liked this special touch after we showered, and I was always happy to do it. It was also obvious that her short dress had been pulled up in back, and that he had pulled his cock out from his slacks and was grinding his hips into her ass cheeks as he slid his stiff shaft into and out of her pussy. Then she took Grant’s hands off my boobs and placed them on hers, encouraging him to rub and squeeze them. I thought he looked really good as I watched him slip on his shoes to complete the outfit. It was an interesting place….the dance floor was the obvious centerpiece for the room, with mostly 4-top tables and booths placed around the room.