I led her to her sofa and sat her down while I shoved her coffee table out of my way. My hand crept up her thighs and hiked her short skirt up to her...hips exposing her black silky panties. I spread her legs wider and inhaled her musky scent. My gawd she smelled so fucking good. I ran my tongue up and down her panty covered slit feeling the fabric begin to soak with her pussy juice. I pressed my face further in between her legs as she pressed her mound up further into my face begging me to. And naturally, since I was clinging to him, I went up as well. I slipped a bit and squeaked. I had a choice of letting go and sliding down to the floor or clinging on more tightly. I chose to hang on. I squeezed my legs around Dan’s waist as hard as I could and grabbed onto his shoulder with my spare hand to make sure I didn’t slip again. I was giggling pretty uncontrollably by that time and it was all I could do to hang on to him.During all of that, Dan had been walking through the living room. More

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