Alas, it took us a while to un-cling in the back seats of the limo. We were late going to the dance in the end, most of it my fault. I don’t know what came over me but the way he stroked my tush and the way I was wriggling on his aroused maleness made me want to be a woman to this man whom I barely knew.
I snuggled into him and kissed his neck and gentle lips. I couldn’t seem to get enough. His kisses made me wriggle and wiggle in ways I’d never done willingly before.
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