I caught the eye of a...

I caught the eye of a gorgeous south american dancer here in artfully torn, tiny blue jean shorts and a t-shirt that was nicely slit up by razor cuts. A couple of laps were in order. She had a favorite spot along a side wall where the air conditioning blows just right. She told me she knew I would heat her up. I had take off my sport jacket and belt prior to an earlier LD with an all american gal from jersey but my columbian beauty practically ripped my shirt off during the dance as she grinded me and coo'd, Oh Papi. Midway through the second dance, she knew she could get me off if she wanted to, and she wanted to. Encouraging my hands on her ass and on her fine little set, she rode it expertly, taking the cool air just as she told me she'd need it. Your milage may vary, gents, but this is what I got from a full tank.