If this is a dance, the Oread has given you the lead... but she follows beautifully. When your lips slide down to caress her nipple, her chest arches towards you for easier access, and her fingers slide down your shoulders onto your back. When your hand wraps around her bottom to lift her, her muscles tighten delightfully in your grasp, giving you a full handful of her curves... and of course, when you guide her up, her body follows willingly, her hips raising up to slap delightfully against yours.<br/><br/>And there, with your shaft hilt-deep inside the valley of her sex, the woman truly starts to "dance." Where your thrusts had included a little bit of a side-to-side motion, the woman's hips begin to undulate like those of a katapeshian belly-dancer, up and down and in all directions. Of course, this motion causes her breasts to trace little circles and figure-eights all across your chest... but feeling her body slide you almost completely out, only to hungrily pull every inch of you in again, is probably much easier to focus on...