Dance floor

As the couple finished dancing the dance floor was flooded full of people joining including Damien’s family. The room was so full of love as the couples joined the bride and groom slow dancing making it a very romantic setting.

By pulling his hands, Emily dragged Damien onto the dance floor and then putting them on her side as she put her hands behind his head staring straight at him. The two said nothing to eachother while dancing before instinctively it happened.

They kissed for the first time.

Not moving from their stances they kissed Slowly and full of lust. Neither of them wanted to the kiss to stop but eventually it did and they both opened their eyes to look at each other.

Emily bent forward bringing Damien down so she could whisper in his ear “you know I think I need to go for a smoke…be right back”

Damien looked at her confused “you don’t smoke?”

Emily turned her head to him as she started walking “I know” giving him a wink.

He watched Emily walk around the corner before quickly following her. He saw Emily walk outside and turn the corner before seeing her in the darkest corner… no words were said as Damien approached Emily and kissed her, French kissing almost immediately.

As Damien kissed her up against the wall, his hand was making his way through the front of Emily’s dress and eventually finding her panties and slipping his fingers past it. As Damien found her now soaking wet pussy he slowly seeped his fingers into her making moan while kissing and slowly started to pick up the pace, meanwhile Emily’s hands were wondering and found Damien’s huge bulge in his pants and started to unbuckle his trousers eventually releasing his cock free into the open…a few seconds later Emily bent her knees so her heels were supporting her as she hungrily took Damien’s cock in her mouth.

Emily moved her tongue over his cock head before taking it deep in her throat and repeating that process multiple times.