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Make Him Cum
(Madam Lexi black)

There was not a lot of people on the floor in a small space designated for dancing at Kennedy's bestie's bachelorette party that night. After all, it was more of a place made for socializing. The area was barely lit and Kennedy wanted to dance. So when a guy who definitely held her attention for most of the night asked her, with that teasing smile of his, Kennedy didn't hesitate. Before she knew it, he was grinding against her slowly in sync with Pitbull's hit song, Give Me Everything. To Kennedy's ears, the sounds of those around faded away. She felt as if she and her dance partner were the only ones there moving in sensuous harmony.

They were close to the edge, near the wall. When Kennedy held up her arms and then turned her back to him, he was right there taking full advantage of his position-curving his body into hers. He was taller than she was, but Kennedy felt his hard cock pressing into her back. Instinctively she moved, letting the curve that flowed into her perfectly formed bottom raise, causing the top of her behind to grind into the lower part of the guy's crotch. Evidently, he knew what he was doing as well because he dipped himself right on time, so that he could fully benefit from the feel of it.

"You dance pretty well for a white girl."

"I do a lot of things well I might say, sir," Kennedy murmured in his ear.

The guy's hands were on her hips before he slid them over and downward. He did this slowly, giving Kennedy a chance to object if she wanted. It was obvious that she did not. The man's hands formed a V just above her butt. If he lowered his fingers, he would be at the top of where Kennedy's most private part began. He would then be able to follow the rise of her clit. That clit was now wet and the thought of this guy finding that out made Kennedy even wetter.

"Mmm," Kennedy moaned.

She pressed her butt cheeks together, a slight movement that pressed more of her into his hands invitingly. The guy accepted the invitation and lowered his hands, just a little.

"Careful," he told her, "I might touch something I'm not supposed to. Don't tease me like that white girl."

"Mmm," escaped again from Kennedy's mouth, but it was more of a purr this time. "I haven't begun yet. If I had, you would be too weak to stand, let alone dance."