<strong>Selena -- his power over me...</strong><br/><br/>Selena felt a jolt of electricity as Daniel kissed her bare neck. She allowed herself to be guided over to a booth, her legs already trembling slightly from the excitement and exertion. With every step, she was acutely aware of Daniel's hand between her legs. It was like a carefully synchronised dance, with his fingers like the piston of an engine, moving in and out in time with their steps. Selena, knowing her part in the dance, responded by caressing Daniel's bulge, each step translating into a stroke or a squeeze.<br/><br/>Upon reaching the booth, Selena sank thankfully onto Daniel's lap. Her bosom was nearly level with his face, and she allowed it to jiggle a little in time to his probing between her nether lips before pressing his head between them, allowing him to inhale the scent of the perfume she always applied between her mounds. When Daniel's hands went to the top of her underwear, Selena obliged him, wiggling her way out of her underwear. It wasn't easy removing her panties with her boots still on, but Selena was no stranger to this action. Once the silk underwear was on the floor, Selena sat astride Daniel once more, pressing her bare hips against his package.