
I don’t know how long I stood there. Watching you with a mix of humor and lust twisted together. Bare ass rocking as you danced around our studio apartment to whatever song was in your head. What the hell you had my tennis shoes on for? “Ha ha baby those don’t look like dancin’ shoes?” you turn with a wide smile and gyrate around the room. I lean against the wall as you are now doing everything you can to work me up. When you lift your leg and pop your hips with that delicious pussy exposed you knew you had me. I moved up behind you and kissed your neck as you bounced that soft little bottom on my now bare stomach. You turn again as we kiss and I reach around and let my hands feel the music in your body. Breast, stomach, pussy, everything pumping but one thing………..I reach between us and guide my cock in and join you in a new dance. Playful passion erupting in every new tone that slips from your lips and we feel in our bodies. When our song is over you turn and kiss me deeper, stepping out of my shoes and leap up in my arms. I push you up and over my shoulder with a healthy slap on your ass as I carry you to the bed for another dance.

