They danced out of the center of the floor into an area that was less well lighted, and she felt one of his hands move from her ass to her breast. He squeezed and felt it through the dress, and she could
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"God, I want you.", he breathed into her ear.
She responded only by parting her legs slightly so that he could press his leg between hers as he hunched against her. She knew she was starting to drip as she felt wetness not only in her cunt, but on her upper thigh.
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Hands reached for her and men one after another plied her with compliments and pressed their cocks against her. Countless hands groped her ass and felt her tits. He dress was rumpled from being crushed under hands and hard cocks. Her cunt was soaked and she felt that wetness further down her legs.
She was a bundle of nerves, so
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She had never been with another woman, but she had thoguht about it and had friends that had experimented, and with great pleasure, so she wasn turned off by the idea. She just hadn had the right opportunity.
Nothing. There were dozens of ladies, but none were alone and returning her look. She was getting frantic as the night went on. SHe danced with the men that asked, hoping that some lady would see her on the floor and then sitting alone and be brave enough to come to her, but it didn happen.
She finally got up and walked to the bar. There was an older woman at the end, and she started toward her. She looked up
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"May I join you?"
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e tired from all that dancing."
"Yes, and lonely too."
"You didn look too lonely to me," she laughed.
"Yeah, I have been busy, but I was bored with all of the same old bs lines."
"Less talk and more action is my motto." She laughed again and took a drag of her cigarette.
"Would you like to dance with me?"
"Honey I would love to do so many things with you."
They stood and her new friend guided her to a smaller dance
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She found herself dancing then with soft hands
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The music had stopped well before they realized it, yet they stayed in that position, holding each other, arms tightly wrapped around each other.
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