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I just copped to being dumb, but I knew this was probably a pickup line. At the same time maybe the poor girl really did just get rejected twice, so with there being nothing to lose by doing so I accepted her invitation and we stepped out onto the dance floor.
We started dancing and talking- actually she did most of the talking. She said her name was Brittany and she went right to work on me, saying how much she adores women that are older, complimenting me on my smile, my hair, my body, my breasts. As if that didn't make me uncomfortable enough, the two girls next to us were really going at it, French kissing and feeling each other up. Brittany leaned in so that I could hear her over the loud music and said "it looks like they're having fun".
In fact, every time she wanted to say something she pulled me in a little bit closer and more intimately. A few times while we were doing this and then went back to dancing it started with our tits rubbing together. Then whenever she pulled me in to say something I could feel her purposely breathing hotly on my neck and ear, and at one point she put her mouth on my neck.
Brittany then asked me to check out "what they're doing now", obviously referring to the girls behind us who were going at it hot and heavy. Britanny positioned me toward the sight and got directly behind me.
One of the girls was now on her knees and had her partner's skirt lifted up, exposing a tiny thong. She was licking her legs and her ass cheeks as those around them cheered wildly in approval.
But in a more pressing development, Brittany was now behind me with her hands clasped around my waist. She was brazenly rubbing her breasts on my back and she had her head pressed against my neck, with me feeling her hot breath and hearing her soft, excited moans.
Her hands...they were slowly but noticeably moving up toward my breasts.
I was frozen, with no idea of how to handle this.
Perhaps more importantly, I was turned on. My brain was saying no but the tingling and moistness going on in my pussy was ignoring my brain.
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