He walked over and smiled , "Drink? or dance?" With the noise, he could barely hear her. "Dance", she said.
They began dancing, one dance after the other, mostly fast, and he started dancing a little dirtier, rubbing against her, feeling her ass, gently brushing her tits. His breath got shorter when she ran her hand up his jeans, brushing his rock hard cock. He reached out as the music throbbed, and kissed her, tongue touching tongue. His hands were on her ass, and he was pushing her against his hard member as they danced. She leaned and bit his ear, her breath on his face, then took his tongue between her lips, sucking gentlly. His knees shook.
"Lets go somewhere" he said. She paused, mouth open siightly in passion, and replied "I cant-- my friends are here." "Damn, I want you babe", he said. "Give me your hotel room number- meet me tomorrow", he begged. She paused. thinking. Her friends would be shopping........ and quickly gave it to him.
The next afternoon he called. "Are you free?" he said, his body quivering with passion. "Yes" came the voice over the line.
In ten minutes he was there, knocking. The door opened, and she was there, dressed in those hot leggings and a white oversized tshirt. At the dance, he could tell her breasts were firm, round and hard, and now he could see she had no bra: her nipples showing against the t shirt, and the large gap under her arms revealing the firm swell of her breast. And that excited him even more. "I want you" he said. She smiled sexily, and sat on the couch, facing him. He was standing in front of her, his cock hard through his jeans. She reached out and ran her hand gently over his zipper, and that action made him catch his breath. He leaned down, and tore his shoes off his feet, quickly unzipped his jeans, and slid them off. He could barely move, as he slid his underwear off, revealing his large hard cock. He reached down and put his fingers under the top of the leggings, and pulled them off, quickly. His breath caught as he saw she was naked underneath. He looked and saw she was shaven, and wet. He reached up, and lifted the tshirt off her, her breasts moving sensually as he did. He grabbed each leg, raising them up, and plunged his hard cock inside, feeling the heat and passion. As she moaned in passion, he plunged deeper. It seemed like it lasted forever, and ended when she cried "now!" Passion exploded, and they lay together. He looked up at her, whispering "I dont know your name" .....She smiled, still wet, and whispered, "what stays in Vegas"...