You make a split-second decision to continue following Victoria around, watching her tight little ass sway in the leather skirt she's wearing, and checking out her legs and her tits any chance you can get.
And things appear to be going well, as Victoria seems to be enjoying your company, too.
"I'm glad you decided to stick around for a little while John," she tells you as she grabs your arm and leads you toward the dance floor, "I promised you you won't be disappointed by the end of the night, and I always follow through on my promises."
The higher that Victoria turned the heat up on you, the less likely you think you are to keep from containing your lust for her, and you're pretty sure that's how she wants it to be, as she's probably one of those girls that always has to be in charge if the rumors you heard are true.
But as she started grinding on you, and the tent in your pants grew larger, you found yourself losing control and fast.
"Feels like someone is happy to see me..." she hisses in your ear, her hands giving your dick a squeeze through your pants as she grinds the area between her legs into your crotch again, prompting you to lift her skirt up and grab her ass, since you can't take her teasing anymore.
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