Dancing on the bean bag

Brian's coming over and I finally got a trample table. Im wearing a tie dye shirt and a long wrap around tie dye skirt tied at the side of my waist and I'm barefoot. I got us a hotel room for this, it's a cheap hotel but surprisingly it's not a flea bag. There's a knock at the door, it's him! He comes in and strips nude. He's got a nice circumcised penis and his scrotum is loose with his balls hanging low." Sack tap!" He bends over as I slap him in the bean bag." Ooof " I chuckle and have him sit down next to me. I've brought my glass bowl and we smoke a bit." Are you ready to have a barefoot hippie girl dance on your nuts?" He says yes." Do you want me to step on your penis too?" Again yes. And then I ask if he wants me to step or stomp." Step please, I've got to work tomorrow. We get him situated under the table, his cock and balls poking out of the hole. I get my bongo drums that have a strap that goes around my neck and I start beating a slow rhythm as I start to dance, I'm gonna keep the beat soft and slow. I'm gonna dance softly only causing a little pain. Beating my drum I start moving my body, my toes stepping on his penis squashing the head on the table. Bringing my heel down on his balls only hurting him a little as I dance. Dancing on too the sound of the beat and his groans of pain is so arousing. The way my barefeet feel as I continue to dance on his package. The feel of his cock and balls on the soles of my feet as I dance is so intoxicating. There's a bit of wetness as a little precum starts to leak from his cock on my heel. His groans of pain mixed with his moans of delight as I dance barefoot on his groin. Moving my head, hips and feet as I dance. Cum now starts to shoot from his cock. Since I'm leaving town tomorrow I want to get every precious drop of this sweet beautiful boy's semen on my barefeet. Afterwards I tell him I'm leaving in the morning. He tries to give me ten dollars to pay for half on the room." Brian it was my pleasure, I'm really glad I met you." He kisses me on the nose." Me too Melanie, I'll never forget you. Driving back to the RV I don't wash his cum off of my feet, I want to keep it there for as long as I can. Two weeks from now I'm going to learn Brian died in a car accident. I learned to late to attend his funeral. He will be missed on this earth. I hope our souls meet again.