I couldn't hold it in Texas while experiencing southern attractions.

It was like drinking chilled iced tea on the warm Texas afternoon. Her smile and southern charms, the look she gave me; she made me go mad.

Hazel was the definition of beauty. She was different from everyone else.

The long long blonde locks hazel eyes as true as her title soft caramel skin and a body which could be turned on by a dead body.

We met for an evening date that was blind at an establishment. I was just ordering drinks when she invited me to join her in dancing.

The manner in which she moved her booty took my heart as well as my pissy. She leaned into me and danced to my beat as if she was the pros.

I was grinding my back with my nipples that were hard with her back.

The hands of my hand were moving around her, starting from her waist all the way to her silky legs.

She squeezed me in when she grabbed my right hand and lowered it back up to her waist.

"Slow down and get sexy. The night just started."

I hugged her tightly with my back still to her, and gently moved her hair so that it kissed her neck at the nape.

I leaned in her ear and whispered "And I'm planning to make the most of tonight , and also your southern charm!"

She turned and put her lips with a delicious smooch on mine. Our lips began to move to a new song.

She was an avid kisser. Her lips were smoky and she popped open to let her enjoy a full make-out in the middle of the floor.

My hands cradled her round, soft butt as my mouth was engulfed by her delicious lips. I could not wait to taste more.

The night was all dark. We were all horny.

I put my hands between her legs and realised she didn't wear any pants. My skin was damp from the tension that was building within my legs.

She was thrilled by extending her legs a little. I was tempted to kiss her immediately!

I moved my index finger further to look at her lips. I could tell she was eager to kiss.

The love hole in her heart was slick and wet. I stuck my finger into it, and she murmured in my ears.

"Is all you have?" She teased me.

I gently nibbled at her earlobe and I grabbed her hand to show her a taste of what was to offer.

"I really want to be with you."

On the dance floor we were paying attention. I could see people staring at us in awe.

Two females are posing as rabbits with horns in front of an audience.

We didn't care. She began unzipping my jeans in front of everyone.

"Are you really ready to do this?" I questioned. She kissed me back and then asked me to go into the club.

She ordered shots and then slipped one in between her thighs while people cheered me on to get my hands on it. It was the alcohol or the darkness or simply the giddy-ups of us. I was not aware that we were out in public.

I lifted myself up onto the bar, lay down and balanced her next shot against my navel.

She was quick in leaping between my legs, trying to decide her poison.

Southern charms of the actress were warming up

She sat on her bar stool, her legs spread out and waited for the moment I would make my move. Her glowing pussy beckoned me to savour her juices while in public.

I kneeled to honour her sexy bod as the crowd roared to make her plead. As I leaned into her juicy, wet pumsy, I smelt her love-sucking juices.

My tongue was ablaze. She swung her clit up and down.

Her legs were spread further so that I could have the fullest access. I took a lick of her mouth and stuck my tongue within her.

My tongue swung around and around like a tiny gun striking her insides. I was just inches away from getting her to kiss my face.

She pulled me close and kissed me as she sipped her juices. She pulled my tank top down to reveal my tiny 32B bosoms.

I could hear the crowd gasp as she leaned forward, took my breasts in and nibbled at my small, high, straight nibbles.

I shut my eyes and imagined her sweet southern charms, and felt her soft tongue playing with my teeth. I could hear conversations behind me.

What happened to this? I wondered to myself. How did I end up standing naked in a bar being enthralled by a gorgeous woman?

She smacked kisses across my chest into my belly and down my stomach. I could feel her skilled hands taking my jeans off and then lower them down to expose my red lacy thong.

I shook her hands. My instinct for exhibiting was replaced by my desire to connect with her.

The people around us watched me take her wrist and led her away from the bar. Where was she next? I found an unlit alley and followed her to the dumpster.

She fell to her knees quickly and kissed my legs ever so tenderly. Her teeth pulled my thong off.

Our trip to the club didn't calm our desire. I was soaking up every moment of her pleading my tummy as if I had been in a fantasy.

I felt a warm, hard tension on my legs. The knuckles of her fist applied pressure, enticed me to stretch them to Hazel.

She applied a bouncy pressure against my clit as well as my bones, while her tongue swung over my pussyhole.

Damn, it felt amazing!

Her kisses were intense. Her fucking was intense.

She rose up and shaved off her top to reveal her stunning 36DD's.

There were a myriad of ways that I could have wished to impress Hazel.

She placed her own breasts in a cup and held them tightly. She swung her tongue to demonstrate how she could kiss her own titties. The crowd was still grooving although we'd been solitary in an alleyway.

Without saying a word, she walked back to my seat. With long, smooth, skillful movements, the tongue did its magic.

It was like I had been there.

Then I could feel her hands move into my body, two and then three. She stretched me out, knuckle in.

I played the billiards to match her rhythm. With a smile, she exhorted me to move faster by adding an extra finger.

Oh, fuck! I came hard.

The cheeks of my face were pink. I threw up when I came to my awareness and realised how freely we were fiddling.

I kissed her, hoping to repay the favour.

She kissed me and began to dress herself.

"Let's go home sweetheart," she winked. "The night's not over yet!"

The moment I realised that I could never let her go.