All the while the waiter had this smirk on his face. Again, I figured, you must know the guy, maybe an ex-lover or something, and I let it pass. Dinn...r arrived. It looked delicious! Some sort of exotic fish. I poured us each a glass of champagne, and we clinked glasses, toasting our ‘first’ meeting. You were charming, outgoing, witty, with a personality to match the bubbly. We were having fun! As I was chowing down on the fish, I felt your hand on my thigh. Slightly surprising, but it felt. She is perfectly eye level with him. He looks so human from afar but up close she can see where his teeth are a little sharper, face a little more wolfish and long, ears slightly pointed. Not ugly or disfigured as she originally thought but more feral and rugged.The way he's looking at her makes her blush slightly. He leans forward and sniffs at her neck and ears and then sniffs at the deep plunging cleavage of the peasant blouse. Looking at him she starts to think how he might even be. I felt him give me one final thrust before a warm feeling spread into my bowels, causing me to arch my back. As soon as he had finished, he pulled out of me, and my boi-pussy was immediately filled with another cock. The same thing went for my mouth pussy, with both sides having the occasional variance of the man cumming outside, them changing my position, or even attempting, and eventually succeeding, at putting two dicks into one of my holes.This continued for the whole night, an endless. He climbs on to the bed and takes one nipple in his hot, wet mouth, making me moan. His hand makes its way down my body, from my flat stomach down to my shaved mound. I arch my hips towards him, silently begging him to touch. Finally he slides a finger inside me; I almost moan out loud again. He inserts another finger and starts finger fucking me. After a few minutes of this, he removes his fingers from inside me. His head moves down my body, leaving kisses as he goes. When he gets to my mound,.