She was thin and svelte, gazelle-like. Her legs were long and awe-inspiring, and her torso was lithe and slender, almost serpentine. Her long, obsid...an hair reached down to the middle of her back, and she accented her dark brown eyes with heavy eye-liner, and thick long eyelashes. Dark, blood red lipstick, which matched her long nails completed the image. Her body was clad from head to toe in a tough, magically-tinged leather armor, accentuated with heavy chains around her waist and wrists.. I found myself checking the time, I can't wait to get to the club. We have a show of our own, we are dying to put on. As the last comic steps on the stage, I start to feel very anxious and a little nervous. I motion to Amy to walk with me to the restroom. She smiles, and rises from her seat. We get in the restroom, I quickly get the two remote control vibrators from my bag. We each take one, slide it them into our already moistening, horny little pussys. I give her my controller and I take. Her top hand moved to the neglected breast to grasp the nipple. At the same time, she bowed her legs a little and let the lower hand slip between them. He saw one finger curl and then disappear up inside. ‘See how I’m melting.’ She pulled her hand up extending the one finger that had been briefly hidden. It glistened in the dim light. She held it up as she backed up until her legs were against the bed. She sat and spread her legs straight out. The finger traced a line from the bottom of her. “I always suspected you were the kinky one of the group,” she admitted slyly. She gave her consent.Philip slowly reached out and slid Amanda’s bra up her chest, gliding his palms over her perfectly-formed 34C breasts as he did so. His hands lingered over her engorged melons as he gently played with them, squeezing them and gnashing them together, feeling her erect nipples poking into his palms.“Stand up.”Amanda obeyed. As she stood up, Philip slid his hands down her sides to her hips until.