The artist's model part 3 (ForTheWamts)

"Mmm... this is nice. Probably not something we're going to do everyday, though.", she could just make out the sounds of the party beneath them, a light vibrating series of thud's coming from the speakers. "Shall we have one more... dance?", a crazy smile on her face, as she was lied down beside John.

"Hmm....Well it depends on what sort of dance you want Lia...." the art student muttered as he gently ran a hand through her hair.

"If you want we can either slow dance.....or you can ride the carnaby cannon if you want......" John said to her as he ran his nose down her neck, a hand moving to hug her waist.

"Oh, don't try to force the responsibility all on ME, John. I'm just here with some guy who dragged me off to a dance." she replied in a joking way, rolling herself over onto John's stomach. "Well, Mr. Magician, what are going to do with your assistant now?" even though she was sort of forcing the question onto him as she forced herself onto him, her chest pushing down on John's own torso.

The art student gave a small grunt as he felt Lia on his belly, he then rolled his eyes and smiled at her.

"Okay my assistant....I wave my hand to entice you into dancing atop me." he pretended to do a hand wave like that of a wizard before tracing it down her back to her rear end.

"Oh geez, not just an artist wrestler magician, but a hypnotist too?" Lia giggled as her silvery hair fell and made a curtain around her heads as she began rolling her hips into John's strategically placed hands, pushing up and down gently. "This isn't something you'll find on the dance floor down there, huh?"

"Yep a real pirate ninja zombie robot." John muttered with a grin.

The art student would then cup Lia's rear end and giving it a small pinch, before sitting up gently so that Lia sat on his groin.
John would move his mouth upward and begin sucking from one of her nipples.

"Oohh... getting r-right at it, t-then?", she took a deep breath as John's mouth closed around her sensitive tip. Her bouncing slowed down a little, pulling off her pants for the second time today. "W-won't be needing these for t-this dance, will we?"

John grunted in the affirmative as he continued fondling Lia's nipple with his tongue.

His hands moved to slide his trousers off, bucking Lia upwards a little as he took his pants off.
"No we ain't gonna need anything but our birthday suits." he muttered to her.

He'd then stop and say "You know we should be feeling cold right about now...But I guess body heat wins the day eh?" laughing a little after saying that.

"Nothing cold around that I can see.", the laughing wasn't stopping anytime soon, although it was mixed in with just a few moans here and there. A soft thumping was heard and felt from underneath the floor, apparently whatever song was playing downstairs was pretty heavy on the bass. "Hope there aren't any c-cameras in here... but I don't t-tha-'d s-stop you now..." She slowly positioned herself and slid onto John fully, pushing her way in.

John let out a large content sigh, followed by a sharp gasp as Lia entered him.
"Ohhhhhh yeah......Never gets old that." the art student muttered.

"Then let them watch.....that adds to it I think." John would then start kissing Lia while running his hands through her hair, he wasted no time in getting into the mood here.