Stranger In The Mist
Amy was now very interested to see if the stranger could move as well in the bedroom as he did on the dance floor. She grabbed his hand and lead him back to the table where she was sitting. She pushed him into the chair behind him and straddled him. She put her hands on either side of his face and began kissing him. She opened her mouth a little and he slipped his tongue into it. Their tongues danced as feverishly as their bodies had just a moment ago. Amy told the stranger she doesn't...