The nature of my thoughts gave the telltale signs. My lips became full, my eyes glazed over and my pussy became wet. I’m sure the smell of sex ooze... from me, drawing them nearer. The look of bedroom eyes I was receiving from these two men was unbelievable. I could feel my body tingle with desire. The dirty thoughts of all of us in a sucking and fucking whirlwind storm made my juices flow like a flood. The “Italian Stallion” came over to me and rested his hands on my naked ass. He. Maybe I'm being paranoid. Maybe he just wants to try his hand at role play. Where in Bunker Hill did he get this idea? "What are you being so prim about?" He sits next to me and reaches for my top blouse button, slowly working it undone as he smacks a kiss on the side of my flushed face. "Usually you're out of your panties and all over me by now. So be a good girl, take everything off?"His uncharacteristic attitude is throwing me for a loop, and I might as well be doffing clothes in a doctor's. The weather wasreally nice. It felt strange and also really nice to have the wind blowingon my legs and up my dress.. It was again an interesting feeling, drivingin high heels, seeing my legs in black stockings.. Very interestingindeed.We finally arrived. There were already a lot of people around. I wasreally nervous. Being dressed as a girl around all these people. I knowthat no one could recognize me or realize that I'm a guy, but still. It'sa scary experience.When we got to the entrance, a. But again he was a Battlemage, and once again those rules didn't really apply to them.As he thought about it, it was Aric who was the only mage to ever kill one solo and later it was Dusty who found a way to tame their race. Wolfgang was never failed to be amazed by what the two of them were able to do when they put their mind to it.Those surly beasts known as Dragon's weren't really known for being willing to give piggy back rides let alone making friends with humans. Yet Dusty was riding them.