<strong>Kelli Morris<br/>Miami Space Terrace<br/>Mingling</strong><br/><br/>I let my hands rest on her hips as my back arches, my hips move with her as I let out a soft little moan as press into her thigh, grinding slowly. I can feel the lights and music caressing out bodies.  My actions clearly telling her the answer.  My fingers lightly caressing her sides as I lean in; the music loud and thumping; I slowly trace my tongue from her shoulder, up her neck to her ear then whisper “I still have my tongue, but I do know a nice place I would sure love to lose it in”  nipping her ear teasingly, “Your bed sounds much more wilder than any car ride”.<br/><br/>Pulling back, I move my hips with hers, grinding slowly against her thigh.  I can feel the excitement and warmness deep inside me starting to build. Another moan escapes my lips, unheard by any around use, but clearly visible to any who happen to be looking at my face.<br/>