Cassia gently traced my hand along her pelvis as she began dancing around me. Her graceful movements appearing and then disappearing.
Her movements in sight were always different.
Every time that happened, the part of her illuminated by the reedy crimson glow also changed.
Sometimes, her voluptuous face and neckline.
Sometimes, her well-ripened cleavage and smooth belly line.
Sometimes a clear back line and a wide pelvis.
Her stimulating figure made to delight the eyes of men.
It was not just eyes that Cassia pleased.
As she continued to dance, she quietly came and went, brushing against my body.
Her fingertips tickled my body and her breasts brushed my back. And as she rested her butt on my crotch, something boned.
She flinched and stopped her dance as my cock rocked up despite myself and got wedged between her ass.
She turned her head around and smirked.
"Oh, you got some pretty nice stuff, don't you?"
"Pretty nice, uh?"
