"Thank you, Sammy." The song changed into a faster one, a little more of a driving beat, and she turned around to resist the temptation to kiss him more. Her hand wrapped around the back of his head, pulling his face down to her neck, and she spent that song, and the two after, moving with and grinding on him. She felt that thick c**k between her ass cheeks as she swayed, grinding low and then bouncing back up. His hands were on her belly, her hips, her arms, everywhere that was safe and electrifying. She felt it when he pressed just a little harder into her hips, feeling for a panty line, and she grinned, knowing he wouldn't find one.
Not that there were no panties there, they were just so slutty and tiny you couldn't feel them that way. Not through clothes.
His hand was suddenly on her
