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I couldn’t stop giggling. Davis danced with me like he was Patrick Swayze, and I was Baby left in a corner. He was all over me, grinding and swaying his hips. Who knew my sensitive man had the moves like he was an extra in the movie Dirty Dancing?
“I can’t wait to get you home, My Sweet Angel. I’m gonna make sure you get real dirty tonight,” he whispered in my ear. That made me moan, as I lifted my arms and wrapped them around his neck behind me. He nibbled on my ear. I was so f*cking wet. My clit throbbed with the base of the music. His arms were wrapped around my waist when hands on my hips gently took me from him.
I opened my eyes and Ford was grinning down at me.
“I have you to thank for the ass pounding I just got in the mens bathroom,” he mumbled in my ear.
I threw b
