Daisy dances with the linebacker

Daisy couldn't keep her eyes off of Sammie and the other woman, but that didn't mean she had to enjoy the show all alone. Mr. Johnson had a rule that she wasn't allowed to fuck anyone else, but dancing was totally different. There was nothing wrong with a little dancing. Plus, she loved big guys like this one.

She slid herself closer to him. He was big enough to wrap his entire body around her without even trying, and she was loving the warmth. Her turtleneck dress was a little conservative in terms of the skin it showed off, but it was thin, and that meant she could feel every inch of the huge guy's body. She loved that, too.

"You're fucking sexy," he said. His big paws were feeling her up. Not going too far just yet, not grabbing at the good bits, but just enough to make her feel appreciated.

"You're fucking sexy," she breathed as she grinded her ass against his pelvis. Okay, maybe there was a little wrong with a little dancing. And a little flirting. But she had only promised Mr. Johnson she wouldn't fuck anyone else. He didn't need to know about this part of her night.