The dance floor was becoming no more than a hazy background, as Rachael reached over her shoulder to caress the side of his face, feeling the rough stubble. His hand tightened around her waist pulling her hip round in a circular motion to match his own. She could feel his jeans rub on her arse through the thin summer dress she wore, her G-string leaving her cheeks exposed.
Their rubbing was beginning to have an effect on him, and his knob quickly hardened pushing into her flesh from behind. The speed and ease with which his dick shot up took Rachael by surprise.
"That best be the only thing he does quickly," thought Rachael, deciding that this man was hers tonight.
One song blended into another, neither dancer pausing in the firm rhythmic rub of crotch on arse. The effect on him was obvious, but Rachel was enjoying it to. His cock rubbing up and down her crack making her hot, the movement of her leg causing friction in her damp pussy.
Their touch became heightened, every slow caress increasing their excitement. His hand trailed up from her waist to her large braless breasts, cupping one in each hand. Rachael lifted both hand around to his head, running them through his hair and pulling his head to her shoulder, causing her tits to stick out all the more. Slowly he rubbed her breasts making her stiff nipples poke through the thin cotton of her dress. He grasped both nipples between thumb and forefinger, gently squeezing and rolling them. She turned her head to him and moaned low and husky into his ear. This obviously had the desired effect as he ground his member into the small of her back.
