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At first, it’s silly and embarrassing, dancing to make the other laugh but before we know it, it becomes slow and sensual. His hands are massaging my lower back and mine are around his neck.

I reach my prize and lick his shaft, gripping it firmly as I kiss his balls. I can't bear to stay in the room any longer and I need a drink, so I slip on my dress and heels, not bothering about my panties.

I stop suddenly when I hear a noise and look up to see that he's snoring, that loud drunken snore. I hold back the tears as I fall off the bed and sit on the floor. I take his bank card and the room key and go back down the stairway in the hope of avoiding people. As I reach the hall I see only a few couples still slow dancing and there is no sign of the bride and groom.

He unzips my long pink dress and it falls to the floor, soon followed by my lacy underwear.