Chapter 2919 I Guess It's Just, Fuck:>Ep5

The disc playing ended one song and was moving to the next and with that momentary pause Tiff moved her head from his chest and when she looked up at him he smiled slightly and then looked over her shoulder, not wanting to stare at her just yet. The next song began, a carbon copy of the first, and Tiff again moved her head to his shoulder. Slowly he moved her around the floor and with each passing minute his hands were moving in bigger and bigger areas of her lower back and even below her waistline. His actions were pulling her tighter and tighter against him. For her part she seemed to melt against his chest as her erect breasts pushed against him. Scott made sure his hands never stopped moving over her back and once I noticed he dipped further than before and began stroking the material covering her ass. She shifted a bit, whether it was to tell him no or to get a better feel I don't know, but he took it to mean no, at least for the time being. She was getting hot, but could easily bolt and he knew he had as much time as he needed. Having indicated her displeasure with his touch on her ass he changed directions and began larger movements up her back and then spreading them out. Timing is everything and it was not long before his hand brushed against where her breast was struggling to free itself from her dress. The stroke was most casual and the returning trip was greeted with a soft moan coming from within her. She looked to be almost out on her feet and yet I know it was just a contented blissful state she was entering. Scott was about to hit pay dirt unless he really screwed it up.