Vibrant red dress, a slit to the crotch – made to be noticed. Legs that go on forever.
Eyes meeting across the party, a flick to the left, we both know. No words, just coming together. Hands on your thighs pushing that dress up – no thong or panty in sight.
Puffy lips, electric under my tongue, probing your folds, tasting you. Clit between my lips, sucking and pulling. Hands in my hair, nails scratching as I suck. Hands on your hips, holding you close.
Cumming on my face, silently. Hostess of the Halloween party, offering me a cocktail as we return.
