The skirt was short, just past my rounded ass. And of course, a good old pair of “fuck me” heels. I decided to skip the panties. If I met someone ... wanted to fuck, I didn’t want anything getting in the way. It would make bumping and grinding on the dance floor interesting as well. I made my way to the subway to meet the girls at the club. It was a busy night. The cars were packed and I ended up standing. With people getting on and off, I was getting bumped into and almost fell. I reached up to. My god, I was wild. I can’t believe the way my face looked – I hardly recognize myself! Do I really look like that when we’re screwing?’ ‘Yeah, you were really into it. In those porn films those women were acting – you weren’t! Actually, when we’re having sex, I rarely have my eyes open and looking at you, but, yes, you do look like that when you’re really hot A few times you’ve gotten so carried away that you’ve broken my concentration and I’ve looked at you and you do have that expression on. Then we carry on over to the door that is marked up as toys and we enter the room and the first thing you notice is that one wall is mirrored and the ceiling is as well and the floor is glass. As you look down you see that there are people in rooms involved in all k**s of different acts of sex and this brings a big smile to your face and then you take a closer look at the room and your smile gets even bigger and the sight of all the toys that are in the room from love eggs all the way up to the. ’ The travel weary soldier reported to the king of Predonia with despair and anguish in his eyes. The king looked down upon one of the few survivors of the Vrallenrock army with pity and sympathy. This soldier must have been traveling for weeks, his family and friends had been either enslaved or slaughtered and his home, which he had probably lived in his entire life, had been either torched or was being used for housing Eveldraken’s vast armies. His kingdom had been conquered and now he had.