She was smiling quietly to herself as she refilled their glasses from the green bottle of Pastis. She'd been drinking it for a number of years, and kn...w the effect it had on the masculine libido after only three or four ounces. It increased her own sexual fervor, too, though she could control herself if she felt like it; not that she was going to feel like it, of course. Yes, Ron Fleming was hers now, no mistake. She felt initial droplets of lustheated fluid begin to flow from the softly. We put on our mini-skirts, no panties of course. No one would really see anything in the dark club, but that was ok, it was more for us and knowing that the other was easily accessible. Our guys entered the club ahead of us and found two tables near the dance floor. When we entered the band was playing and the place was pretty crowed. We spotted the guys and the table that they had saved for us. We didn't acknowledge them. They were there for our protection, and for us to turn on. Almost as. She was also cooperating with me. She was moaning Ahhhhhhhhh oohhhhhhyeeeeees I start kissing her everywhere. I then slipped her underwear and then I seen her horny & sexy saved pussy. She said “lick my pussy” with a sexy smile. I started licking her pussy. I maid my tongue deep inside and licked. She was going crazy. She was moaning loudly ahhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhh fuckkkkk. Baby. After that she said dick your cock baby. I stood up ane I raised her legs on my shoulders. I aimed my cock to her. He’d only visited a few times in the two thousand years since the Isle had fallen, and every time it hurt somewhat to see his family home in ruins. The first time he’d been here, only ten years after the Isle had been destroyed, he’d felt so much pain and agony coming from the ruins, each house screaming out to him and his inborn ability to hear and speak with dead. His footsteps had carried him here to his home, and he had fled not long after, the screams of his own mother and sisters.