There I was sitting in my corner by the bar, scanning the scenery as I downing a few vodkas. I smirked at him. Porn I then bursting into a silly giggle. The DJ was pumping out some loud heavy beats, which added to the fog filled atmosphere and dim lighting. I was contemplating the right time for me to strut my stuff, and join them. I dreamt of it inside me and the pain from it, even before my hands even touched it. I sat down on it and looked up at him, then at his cock. When I eventually ventured to dance floor, my eyes took a while adjust to dim lighting.
