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... ceiling. Her long dark hair flower down her back and I stopped for just a second to take in the sexiness of her curves. Walking right up behind her, she did not turn around but pushed her hand out behind her to gently stroke the side of my leg. I realized then that she could see me, through the darkness, in the mirror behind the bar. We stared at each other as I moved closer, she pulling me tight against her. I was worried for a second, that other people would see what we were doing, but looking around in the mirror, I realized that with the darkness and tight packed people, we were in our own little private world. By this stage my cock was so hard thinking about the night before and now, what stood in front of me, that I could feel it bursting against the inside of my jeans. I pressed myself against Katie’s arse. I was in no doubt she too could feel how hard I was through her tight black dress. She arched her head back and I needed no more invitation than that. I bent slightly over and gently kissed her neck. She smelt absolutely amazing; skin, hair…everything. I drank her scent in as my lips glided over the skin of her shoulder and then up to her ear. She pressed harder back against my cock as I took her earlobe gently between my teeth. Our eyes met again in the mirror. I whispered into her ear, “I’m going to make you cum again.” She nodded, her mouth slightly open in anticipation, as I reached around her body and took her breast in my hand. I could feel her nipples were ...

... rock hard through her dress and bra and this only encouraged me to tease them more between the tips of my fingers. It was amazing to feel her nipples turn to rock against her soft but firm breasts. I gently rocked my hips to press deeper against her arse. I took my hand off her breast and slid it over her stomach and down her thigh. I could feel Katie’s breathing getting deeper and see her breasts in the mirror, slowly moving up and down. Fuck they looked amazing! Curling my finger under the bottom of her tight dress I slowly lifted it up, all the while our eyes were locked together in the mirror, oblivious to everyone else there. I could feel Katie move here legs slightly apart as my fingers traced up the inside of her thigh. This only made here arse press harder against my cock, my long shaft lying between her cheeks. I could feel the heat coming from her pussy as my fingers found that she was not wearing any panties. I remembered that I had noticed that the night before when we had undressed for each other. My index finger gently traced over the velvet-soft skin of her pussy. Even then I could feel her wetness. With every pass up and down I pressed a little deeper insider her until eventually I felt the slippery hardness of her swollen clit. Staring deep into her eyes I started a started a circling motion with my finger. Fuck she was so hot and wet! My movement got firmer and faster, firmer and faster until I saw her head arch back and felt her hips press urgently backwards ...