I get another drink and watch as all the people dance and touch each other. All these people hot, sweaty, grinding and groping each other. I almost wish I was courageous enough to join them. She gets herself a drink and rambles and carries on about the dancing, wanting me to join her, trying to talk me into it. I am intrigued by the gorgeous guy eyeing me from above, and not interested in dancing. My eyes dart around the bar trying to catch a glimpse of him but it is almost hopeless. "Hi, and thank you," I say as he passes me the drink. The music is so loud it is hard to have a conversation without being in close contact. I can feel my heart beat faster and my body heat rise as this handsome stranger gets closer. Chit chat about this and that, the people in the club, the music.
I'm really really distraught my brain (sic) how this is going to affect our children. Obviously you saw my house got raided and nobody found anything. But we'll have our day in court.'And we have children. Disturbingly, Belafonte allegedly stopped her from calling the emergency services, with Mel stating he locked her in the bedroom and told her to 'die b***h.'Mel says she previously tried to leave Belafonte several times, but claims 'he threatened me with violence and threatened to destroy my life in every possible way...
Both of us panting, we break away, and laugh a little. Before I know what is happening Shane has me against the wall. I tug and pull them down his hips, revealing his want for me. With sudden and precise movements he grabs my hips and swings me around, pushing me hard to the wall. Rubbing and grinding his cock against my ass, I push back at him, wanting him like I have never wanted anyone else.
His hand is on my throat and he has me pinned to the wall kissing me hard. Groping me, squeezing me, pulling me hard into him. I pull him to me and grab his ass, pulling him in close to me. I bite my lip and groan loud, taking him into my hand and yanking hard on him. Needing to be fucked by this stranger, this man who is ravaging me, invading me, and taking me to places I have never been.
As the night goes on we have a few more drinks and the heat and noise level in the club gets very high. The moans and groans, the whimpers, the grunts, the sounds are so loud between us.
As I finish my drink he leans in and asks if I would like to go somewhere else that is quieter. Reaching for my cell phone I quickly text my girlfriend to tell her that I am leaving but will text her when I get to where I am going. When we exit the quiet of the street is almost deafening. I can smell the sweetness or our sex with every long hard thrust. Grabbing them, squeezing them hard, and pinching my nipples as he moans and groans and grunts into my ear. His long thick rock hard cock is pounding into my tight wet cunt. Mel, who filed for divorce from the producer last month, alleges the psychological and physical abuse dates back to the first year of their marriage, in 2007.