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I felt a rush of excitement as the man’s ass ground against my cock. I couldn’t help but let out a low moan, my nipples hardening beneath my shirt.* ‘Oh yeah,’ I breathed, reaching up to cup his face and pull him in for a kiss.”

As we danced together, he could feel the man’s body moving against mine. His ass was grinding against me, sending waves of pleasure through me. Reaching down with one hand while holding onto each other tightly; our hips swayed rhythmically creating an intimate connection between us both on this crowded dance floor filled only by desire .

“You like that?” He whispered huskily into ear causing goosebumps along spine making it clear how much control over these sensations lay within his grasp.

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As we danced together, I could feel your body moving against mine. Your ass was grinding against me, sending waves of pleasure through me. I reached down and grabbed your hips, pulling you closer as I thrust against you.

The music was pounding in my ears, but all I could focus on was the feeling of your body against mine. I was getting more and more turned on by the second, my nipples straining against my shirt.

Without thinking, I reached up and pulled off my shirt, revealing my hard nipples to the crowd around us. You looked down at them in surprise before leaning in to suck one into your mouth.

I let out a loud moan as your tongue flicked back and forth across my nipple. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to orgasm with each passing moment.

Suddenly, the music stopped and the lights came up. The club was closing down for the night.