<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">Lacy's body was glistening from all the dancing. She sat naked on Fransisco's lap, running fingers up the back of his neck, through his hair. When his lips greeted her nipple, Lacy's body magnetically pressed into his. Her legs spread wider as she bore down on Fransisco's lap. Her bare sex could feel his erection, hard against her. Lacy bit one of his ear lobes. Moaning near his ear as her grinding movements against his crotch mimicked the new songs beat. <strong>"Not yet baby...I want you to hop on this duck and ride it like your life depended on it..."</strong> She only displayed a minxish grin at the remark. The expression told him that she could do it, and then some.<br/><br/>She took her time with removing his pants. As a hand undid the button from the eye and carefully pulled the zipper tab down, Lacy's tongue gently caressed the side of Fransisco's neck, below his jaw line. Her other hand snaked down the back of his neck to his naked chest, feeling every curvature down his abdomen. Her lips moved to his collar bone. And as Lacy hopped off only long enough to get Fransisco's pants off, she leaned into him. Her teeth playfully connected with one of his own hard nipples. She pulled of Fransisco's socks and pants, flinging them behind her. Not caring where they fell. <br/><br/>Her right leg went up. The bottom of her red ankle strap stiletto pressed against his chest. A tiny silver buckle at eye level with him. "Do these stay on?" Meaning to ask about the shoes and the nylons, her hand teasingly ran up her thing where the sheer material ended midway.</span>