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Divorced Tease

... she can tell that I'm enjoying the closeness in which we have been dancing by my hard cock pressing up against her as we danced. My hands keep drifting down to her ass and our lips are entwined. I broke our lip lock long enough to ask if she wanted to go back to my place. She shook her head and yelled over the loud music that she isn't ready for that right now. I look pissed, but a second later the look passes and I'm back to myself. I'm rougher in the way that I'm dancing after she denied me, I would grind into Nicole so hard it begins to hurt her and instead of the light caresses and gentle squeezes of her ass that I had formerly been doing I'm now roughly grabbing and mauling her, kissing her hard on the lips forcing my tongue into her mouth. Every few minutes I ask if she wants to get out of there and go someplace else, but she keeps protesting until I'm being so rough that Nicole said she thought it is time for her to go home. My formerly sweet green eyes turn stormy as I roughly grab her arm pulling her back towards me, slamming her into the pillar that she has been using for support. I lean forward growling “ I don’t think so,” in her ear. I now have her pinned against the pillar and begin to grope her tits through the sexy tube top. Nicole looking around for her girlfriend, but she is no where to be seen. No one around her is paying any attention and even though she is shouting out for help no one can hear her over the booming music. I start pinching her nipples ...

... through the shirt, and Nicole wishes that she had worn a bra. I slip my hand down and brought it up underneath Nicole's tight shirt. I'm grabbing her tits in my one hand and with my other one I had pinned her arms over her head. I'm staring at her with those green eyes. They had seemed friendly at the beginning of the night, now they are frightening, Nicole is worried about what is happening, but at the same time it did feel so good to have a man taking care of her body, even if I'm being rough with her. Nicole decides in her mind that she isn't happy with how I'm acting, she cannot do much to stop the way that I'm treating her so she might as well enjoy it. She leans forward to meet my lips and we once again begin making out. No sooner have we done this I stop groping her tits, and though I'm still holding her hands, I have gone back to the way I was before she had tried to leave. We keep dancing and making out and Nicole is feeling more at ease again when all of a sudden she feels my hand under her skirt. She gasps looking down, I'm stroking up her leg with my free hand and I'm still holding her very tired hands above her head with my other hand. Her skirt is so short that I hardly have to lift her skirt up and have access to her soaking pussy. She has been looking forward to going home and relieving herself, but now she starts to worry that someone else is going to beat her to the punch. She starts struggling as I tighten my grip on her wrists leaning forward and said “ behave, ...