“Fancy dress party: ‘millenial’ themed…”“These are so fucking awful,” declared Claire as she pulled on a pair of jeans and a blouse. “...ook, the only tears in these jeans are at the knees: there aren’t any on my ass or my cunt. And this blouse is so fucking thick so you can’t even see my tits through it. How’s anyone gonna feel me up in this?”“They’re not – that’s the point! In those days it was considered bad form to feel someone up without their consent.”“Well, why would anyone withhold. 2:15am, if she wasn't careful she'd be late and it would delay the rest of her schedule. Adrenaline coursed through her entire body and a smile spread across her face as she approached the bench that was her destination. She looked around, checking up and down the paths for any nearby people before sitting down and unbuttoning her jacket, as it fell to her sides her naked body was revealed, large natural breasts hung beautifully on her chest with small pert nipples standing to attention with. "You're here about Club Goddess, aren't you?" "Yes," he whispered. "I must warn you, as my guest, you would be myresponsibility. That means that your behavior will reflect onme." "You can trust me!" he gasped. "I hope so. But trust isn't what I want." "No?" "No. What I want is obedience." In an instant, she wasbeside him on the couch. Suddenly, John didn't feel comfortablemeeting her stare any longer. This close to her, he could seethe tiny hairs on her arms and smell. She just left me impaled like that. Gasping and sweating, my eyes glazed over when they weren't rolled back into my head.She flipped the sucker on low and sat there, still and immobile. Her eyes riveted to the scene before her and her hand frozen at the base of my drooling cock, watching it twitch. Slowly she started to ease the length of it out of me as her hand corkscrewed up my shaft to the head of my cock her fingers dancing over the tip and back down.At this point, I was tossing my head.