Began to play. “I used to like this.” Ann said. “Do you remember who did this?” Bill asked. “Not offhand.” Ann smiled. “Read my lips.”...Bill joked. It was lost on Ann for the moment. The two continued their moves as the song played on. As the song started with the refrain ‘Gotta move on.’ Ann muttered something. “You know that’s right.” “What?” Inquired Bill. “Nothing.” After that number, the two dancers made their way off the dance floor. Bill and Ann talked for quite a while. The conversation. Heading for the city gates before they close for the evening, she has her spear in hand, sword sheathed at her side, a ring with supplies and clothing, and more. None of it encumbers her as it is all contained within a few rings. This includes a spatial backpack. Out in the wilderness, one is likely to come across beasts and other items worth harvesting.As she is traveling, she is pulling on her Qi reserves to push herself. She snacks, on the run, and drinks as needed, to reduce the amount of. To examine it, to admire it, to test whether it feels or reacts differently to a touch. I avoid my mirrored eyes and gaze down so that I can ogle my truly naked pleasure pot. Moving closer, I look at pores that have not been clear of growth since before puberty. My folds sit slightly parted, their crinkled edges bending inwards as if trying to hide from my leering gaze. I place a few drops of oil on my fingers and begin to polish my vulva with the viscous liquid, gently working the balm into. As she leans back she looks up at You. Smiling, You say, “You did a good job, Sherry. No spanking for that. Your Master should be very proud of you.” “Thank You, Sir,” she says shyly. I am wondering what is next when Sherry comes over to me and kneels between my legs. She runs her hands under my shirt and begins playing with my nipples. Then she removes my top and pants. I am naked just like she is. Her mouth slips between my legs as she starts kissing and sucking on my pussy. My hips start.