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So I just started taking Salsa and will be taking Bachata classes and while dancing in class this weekend with a very attractive young woman and a fantasy popped into my head.
You, dressed in a very short mini skirt, low cut sexy top. Dancing, spinning, me the frame, you the picture that all are admiring, your skirt riding up your thighs, those watching, both male and female captivated by your sexuality, both growing aroused, both wondering if they might catch a glimpse of your panties...or, better yet, that you are wearing none at all, both wanting to slide their hands between your legs and feel how wet and aroused you are, both wondering if they did, would I allow them.
Only, you are. Why? Because otherwise the ben wa balls or vibrating eggs would slip out of your increasingly wet pussy and fall to the dance floor with a loud *thud* wouldn't want that would we!?
But, they stay put, the balls that is, we do not. We dance and twirl and all the while the balls squish and slosh inside your increasingly moist pink folds as your passion mounts and your face flushes, your nipples even making an appearance through your lacy sheer bra and top.
As I grind my thigh between yours, the pressure of my thigh and the balls inside you are enough to send you over the precipice and you convulse on the dance floor as you are overcome with orgasm.... |
