We put our bottles behind the bar and started on water as it was relatively early and the club hadn’t got going yet. After about an hour the place w...s starting to buzz, we’d had glass of wine each were loosening up a little now, As usual I was having to make frequent trips to the loo especially after drinking that bottle of water I don’t know what it is with me when I’m out. I wasn’t long so decided to watch Teresa from the other side of the dance floor for a minute or two. I was glad I did. I. My cock suddenly withdraws from your lips as I reach under your arm to lift you. “I want your pussy so fucking bad!” I whisper to you as I quickly turn you around. My hands are all over you, reaching up under your sweater to feel your full, beautiful tits, gliding down your stomach and lifting the front of your skirt. I quickly reach behind and force down the zipper, reaching into the back of your panties to slide them and your skip down in one full motion. You step out of them as my hands rub. I began to fuck back at him, aiding him as he shoved more and more of his meat into my clutching, wet hole. The friction was enormously pleasurable and I felt my own dick swelling with lust beneath me as the realizatin that he was truly fucking me and that I, in turn, was loving it, savoring every inch of his manhood plundering my helpless asshole. Deeper and deeper sank his erection until it was probing areas within me that had never been touched before. I arched my back and pushed obscenely. I examined her back. “You’re Antrevia,” I said, remembering Zanyia talking about the Zizthithana and her followers. After Keythivak and his poison, I’d gleaned every bit of information about the cruel naga. What I’d learned about Antrevia sickened me. “You’re a monstrous bitch!”The woman smiled, her head cocking to the side. “And you have skin just like me. How interesting.”Her sword flicked out. I parried with my war ax, deflecting her thrust from hitting me. I flicked the deadly, curving.