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I grabbed Susan's hand and led the way into the dark interior of the club. There wasn't much chance for talking, what with the loud music filling our ears, so we couldn't say much. I looked back a few times to catch the looks in their eyes and was pleased and how excited they looked.We walked through the enclosed portion of the club to the doors leading to the mezzanine. Once we'd gone through those doors, we could talk a bit more and could feel fresh air wafting over us. It was kind of a relief after the stifling air inside.I could feel Susan moving to the music as she followed me and so I took her straight out to the dance floor.When I stopped walking and turned toward her, my body already starting to gyrate in time with the beat, Susan walked right up to me, pressing her breasts against my chest and leaned forward to press her mouth to my ear."This is perfect!" she called out. "I've been hoping we could dance!"We spent the next few hours dancing. Occasionally, we would stop to get. Even with the thickest cock she had ever seen, the man slid in effortlessly and paused when he bottomed out letting her rounded cheeks feel the full weight of his sturdy body.It was difficult for Martha to speak but she made the effort and her words came out haltingly with each solid thrust of Mister Higgins joyful ride."Please ... Mister Higgins ... go slow ... it feels ... so good!"The single-minded man grabbed hold of her hips and steadied her for his frenzied impalement. After about fifteen minutes of pleasurable pounding, Martha could not forestall her orgasm any longer and she surrendered to it with shuddering release."That's it ... right there ... don't stop ... please ... don't stop!"The sly man laughed knowing she was totally under his control now and her squeezed her cheeks impudently and with full carnal knowledge of her internal channel. Martha had seldom had an orgasm with her devoted husband and her new found liberation was becoming more interesting with each passing.
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