Even more dominance

"What the..." Mike was speechless. Completely on their own his shirt sleeves continued to push his hands onto Anna's breasts.

"Now who's the one who wants to stop the movie? Anna asked with an excited giggle.

"Anna I'm not doing this. I can't move my arms down!" Not that he didn't mind. His hands moved down to her waist and explored her hips and ass as Anna felt movement at her chest. She groaned as her sweater squeezed and bobbed her breasts, pushing them up against her in a forcefull manner which caused her whole upper body to move. Suddenly Mikes shirt leaned him forward and buried his face in her perfectly shaped breasts. Despite the oddness of the situation, Mike felt his arousal building, something his own clothes seemes to notice as well. He felt his boxers constrict around his crotch and begin stroking.

"Ah!" Anna suddenly was pulled out of Mike's lap. "What's happening now?" She smiled as her shorts guided her hips to a slow gyration. Her socks shifted her feet, making her twirl and her blouse sleeves raised her arms above her head. As she glanced awestruck at Mike she was further astounded. His hands were pinned to his sides, and a large erection protruded from his jeans, which seemed to be coaxed by his shifting boxers.

"Ah!" Anna suddenly stopped and her ass was pulled into the air, as her blouse pushed her torso down. Now on her toes she felt her panties begin to massage her and let out a groan as her ass was danced. She felt hands on her thighs and she turned expecting to see Mike, but he was still on the couch being subdued by his clothing. Looking around she tried to find the culprit.