Give the drunk boy a lap dance

From Create Your Own Story

"I don't really need to be naked, do I?" you ask as as you get up and walk towards the boy.

"It would sure help," he laughs.

You stand in front of the boy and grab his shoulders. Without saying a word, you begin dancing for him, your little white dress swaying as you swing your hips in front of him. You bend down towards him and let your head brush against his flat stomach and chest before turning around and sitting on his lap. Arching your back, you moan in his ear as you grind your ass on his thighs and squeeze one of your breasts. The boy tries to touch you, but you swat his hands away and stand up. Bending over, you give him a good look at your ass through your dress while you run your hands up your long legs. You straddle the boy one more time, thrusting your hips against him as you brush your chest against his face. The boy sits flushed and wide-eyed the whole time you dance for him. A quick grope of his crotch confirms what you already knew. You whisper in his ear, "I told you I don't have to get naked to make boys like you happy."

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Samantha
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