She bends slightly over the counter top. I so desperately want to take my cock out and stuff into her wet dripping pussy, but that would be too far t...o soon. I continue to slowly fuck her with my two fingers, but now I can lean slightly forward and reach around with my left hand to begin the attack on her clit. My head looks over her right shoulder, scanning the store in case we should be discovered. The fingers of my left hand find their way down the front of her panties and search for her. ”“What?” Angela demanded, her red hair spilling about her shining pauldrons. Her armor creaked as she glanced at Xera. “Why?”“It's a dryad,” Xera answered. “She is in no danger.”“I'm not!” I panted. “Xantha is making me feel so good.”Angela sheathed her sword. “Wow, you just have to seduce every girl you come across, even if they're part tree.”“Uh-huh,” I groaned.Xantha looked up from my breast and glanced at my friends. “Have no fear. Your companion shall remember this day fondly.”“I will,” I. I press my crotch against her firm ass cheeks and I feel her stiffen as she feels the hardness of the feeldoe press against her. Her mound feels damp as I cup it, pressing a finger inside her through the damp material.As I grind my crotch against her ass, I scoop each breast out of her bra in turn; tweaking and twisting the nipples, feeling them harden under my touch. I watch her squirm in the mirror as I maul and paw at her perfect firm tits.I turn her around, her eyes immediately dropping to. Literally dressed up, as in dresses, makeup, hair styled, jewelry worn.For their fathers, it was like being asked to trade in their "Man Card"but knowing their daughters as well as they do it meant the group havingmultiple angry little girls screaming and crying until they gave in.And those girls knew how to put on a show to ensure they got their way,complete with tantrums and tears and begging looks that even thetoughest father couldn't say no to. No matter how much they tried tofight it, they.