‘You’re getting a bit loud. Let’s say we go back to our room, then we can drink from the minibar and you’re free to talk as loudly as you want...’‘Sure.’ I said. No fears. No hesitations. No social awkwardness. I just felt relieved.The goth girl grabbed my arm and guided me to the elevator. I’m pretty sure I wasn’t all that drunk yet. I’d only drank one margarita. I probably could’ve walked on my own, but I did like the goth girls hand touching me. Guiding me. I caressed her fingers. ‘That’s. I’ll scout the caverns and we’ll eliminate the goblin threat tomorrow.’ He turned away, ignoring the startled attempts to muster a protest, then he paused. ‘Oh, and I suggest you give my traveling companion everything she desires and don’t…interfere in her…affairs. If you’re sensible.’ The tavern-keeper said something that sounded suspiciously like ‘no shit.’ Thurlith did not ask her to repeat herself more audibly. After all, she’d seen Jorra drain a woman to dust, leaving behind nothing but a. “I’m not ready to go home just yet…” She said with a seductive voice, and I felt her hand stroking me through my pants. “I opened the door and let her go in first.” Since she worked there I hoped that we would get a room for us selves, but no such luck. When we stepped inside there was moaning from every side. She opened the door to one of the lockers and said with her sweet voice. “Step right this way, sir.” She even added that little giggle that I could not refuse. The locker was quite roomy. She turned around and we kissed for the first time. I slowly ran my tongue around her mouth. Her tongue, slow at first responded and began to dart and probe. She's learning I thought. I dropped to my knees to explore this vintage pussy. That's a little derogatory I thought, long forgotten is probably more accurate. Using my tongue I parted her swollen labia and darted my tongue across her clitoris. She shuddered and began to run her fingers through my hair. The further I explored the more she.