“I need to practice making him cum in his pants.” she whispered, licking my ear and grinding her hips against my denim covered dick. “I want him...to desperately want me.I think I’m gonna take his cherry when he takes mine.” She paused for a moment, then continued, “Mmmm! You feel soo hard! And I’m getting sooo wet. Will you cum for me?”I reached up under her shirt, cupping her small breasts as she pushed herself against me with renewed vigor. I could feel the heat from her cunt radiating through. It was twenty minutes before she returned with the k** in tow. By the look of her I knew a trip to his room for more coke had been on the dance card too! The k** joined Robert and I in admiring her slide up onto the bar stool. My wife thanked him for the dance and then told him to come and find her the next time he wanted to dance. He walked off with a huge smile on his face. There was just no way that k** was old enough to drink! Robert again ordered a round for us and insinuated his way back. More

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