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The Dance
Date: 7/23/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: partygirl20, Rating: 13, Source: LushStories
wet spots on your pants." And with that she shoved the night stick further into his crotch, making him practically sitting on it. The thought of her thinking he'd have a wet spot actually aroused him further. Until this point he did not realize how aroused he actually was. She put both hands on his shoulders and using her fingers like combs went down his chest, around his crotch and all the way to his knees. This excited him further. His pants were starting to get uncomfortably tight. He tried to concentrate but she started to dance again. This time with each beat she undid a button to her shirt until there was only one holding her breasts in. She looked him straight in the eyes, smiled, and let the last one go. Out bounced her breasts plump and round. Off went her shirt. He could feel his pants tighten even more as she came closer and wiggled her mounds around his face. At one point a nipple was almost within reach. He opened his mouth. She must have noticed because she replied, "Only good guys get those to suck on." With that he thought for sure he'd bust through his pants. This was more difficult than he imagined. "No touching. I know you wanna suck me." She wiggled his face between her breasts. "I'm going to make you wanna fuck me." She put her hand on his crotch feeling how hard he had already become. "Maybe you already do." She smiled, knew she had him right where she wanted him. At that she began to straddle him, but not quite touch him. She wiggled her hips in a ...