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After a stop at an ATM to get money to pay for the room, we arrived at the hotel.

I paid for the room and we went upstairs to the small, dingy room.

They continued dancing so I turned my attention to finding a waitress to order another beer. We began to kiss deeply there at the table and she unzipped my pants, reached her hand inside and began to stroke my stiff shaft in my pants.

Once I had flagged the waitress and gave her my order, I turned back and saw that the girl I had been staring at before was now standing at my table. She moved her chair close to mine and she introduced herself. After a few moments, she suggested we find somewhere more private. It was a large supply closet of some sort, but at that point I was so fucking worked up, I didn't care where we were.

I held her close to me as our tongues danced together in a deep passionate kiss.

She had straight brown hair to her shoulders and wore just the right amount of makeup to accentuate her very pretty face. I'm not much of a dancer, but wasn't going to pass up a second chance to dance with a pretty girl that night. This was when she said to me, "you know I'm different than other girls, right?

Her dancing was mesmerizing; the way she moved had me in a trance. " I was relieved to get that out of the way and answered that yes, I did and that I was very attracted to her. She leaned in and kissed me as her hand now found her way to my crotch as she began to rub the growing bulge in my pants.

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