A little command in my voice, though not too much, “Come dance with me.” She meekly nodded, and we grabbed our drinks and made our way to the floor, me tugging her along. Milf sex It seemed she was herding the group along, perhaps as their mother hen, so to speak. When our lips parted, I pulled my fingers from her thong, and guided them to her mouth, and she obediently took them in and sucked them clean. As I nibbled and kissed, I looked up and saw her friends staring at us and whispering fiercely. And that is when she walked in. I broadened my smile, tucking my hair behind my ear just as she had done earlier. My nipples were rock hard at this point and my silver thong soaked. I kept my make-up simple, purple eyeliner to make my grey-green eyes stand out. Why aren’t you out there dancing with your friends?”
She smiled, chuckling a bit, one of her hands brushing some hair a bit behind her ear, “They aren’t quite drunk enough to need my
