They danced, slowly, entwining each other like eager snakes. His hands moved down her back, caressing the small indentation at the base of her spine before brushing past her buttocks. She sighed. Her silk dress caressed her, she could feel it moving between her thighs as they swayed. His hardness pressed against her, and she longed for it. Their lips passed each other, once, twice, but didn't meet. Their breath intermingled, and that was all. The dinner dance had another two hours to go.

At last they were in the taxi. His mouth met hers eagerly, his tongue a serpent between her teeth. His hand encircled her heavy breast, went over the material, found her nipple. It was hard between his fingers. She opened her legs as he reached for her, feeling the throbbing between them. She was wet and ready. Careless of the taxi driver's backward glances, his fingers found the prize. Her dress around her waist, he shoved her panties aside and buried them in her pussy. She moaned. He rubbed her clit urgently, and she writhed, throwing her head back against the seat. Then the car stopped.

"We're here," said the driver, disappointed.

Inside, the dress fell away like autumn leaves. He led her to the dining table and hoisted her onto it, admiring his feast. She rubbed herself as he removed his own clothes, releasing his huge organ at last. She spread herself wide, glistening, and he dropped to taste. He swirled his tongue across her clit with expert skill, lightly lapping and then briefly licking hard, so that she was soon on the edge of ecstacy. Pausing for a moment, he inserted two fingers into her wet opening and pushed up, wriggling the tips slightly, then dropped his head again. Within seconds she exploded into waves of pleasure.

He turned her over and entered her from behind, reaching around to rub her clit as he began to slowly move in and out. His cock filled her, she felt distended from its thickness. He admired her buttocks, gently caressed the small puckered opening between them.  Soon his thrusts became harder. He gripped her hips and ground himself against her, while she continued to rub her clit.

They stopped and she turned over. Now they looked into each other's eyes as he entered, her legs wrapped around his hips. His cock drove into her as she rubbed herself, the pleasure building to a crescendo until, at last, they both felt the wave crash over them, each crying the other's names in ecstasy.

He leaned over and kissed her gently, brushing the damp hair from her forehead. "Yeah, those dinner dances are never any fun, are they?"

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