Excellent! As a woman, we don't always see when our dancing affects the men we aren't with. You always write with such rich detail. I really felt I was in the bar, watching her with you.
*note to self, dig out that comfy pair of faded Levis*
...that stuff most definitely works. The guys who were with her weren't seeming to pay much attention to her, in part because they were shitfaced drunk and losing their minds with joy when Daniel Castro was playing "Sweet Home Chicago." They were all singing to it at the top of their lungs, showing off their Bears gear as they danced. Those of us though who weren't part of their group were definitely noticing her little 'chair dancing' display, with her shoulders subtly moving and that enigmatic little grin playing on her face. I thought she looked simply amazing doing that. She was so softly feminine; nearly feline.
Of course, everyone definitely began noticing her once she seriously turned herself loose with the writhing and touching herself.
Her ass in those jeans was a gift, but it was that coy smile she maintained that really ripped right through me. She was just so sexy, and she knew it. A confidently sexy woman like that is just such a powerful force.
What you need, my friend
is more pussy. :)
so, that stuff does work?
Excellent! As a woman, we don't always see when our dancing affects the men we aren't with. You always write with such rich detail. I really felt I was in the bar, watching her with you.
*note to self, dig out that comfy pair of faded Levis*
I'm glad you didn't drive into the ocean.
Anonymously wet in Canada, yes...
...that stuff most definitely works. The guys who were with her weren't seeming to pay much attention to her, in part because they were shitfaced drunk and losing their minds with joy when Daniel Castro was playing "Sweet Home Chicago." They were all singing to it at the top of their lungs, showing off their Bears gear as they danced. Those of us though who weren't part of their group were definitely noticing her little 'chair dancing' display, with her shoulders subtly moving and that enigmatic little grin playing on her face. I thought she looked simply amazing doing that. She was so softly feminine; nearly feline.
Of course, everyone definitely began noticing her once she seriously turned herself loose with the writhing and touching herself.
Her ass in those jeans was a gift, but it was that coy smile she maintained that really ripped right through me. She was just so sexy, and she knew it. A confidently sexy woman like that is just such a powerful force.
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