As the music boomed overhead I closed my eyes and drifted with the music. I felt the alcohol soak in as my body moved against my will. My favorite son... came on and I was really getting into the music. Suddenly I felt a body press against my backside along with two hands on either sides of my waist. We swayed to the music as their hands moved about my body. Their hands rubbed against the outside of my frontal. "Mmm," I moaned out, unaware of how loud I was actually being with the music overhead.. The way I like it.My mask has eyes but it doesn’t see; it’s no secret what I am when I wear it. I close them. I forbid my dark lust to be seen. I clench them shut to conceal the yearning desire inside of me lest it light the room and change the mood. My mood. His mood.If I choose, I see him in the dimmest of light; but I do not choose. I prefer an image of him in my mind in the dark; him taking me as a thief takes silver from a darkened home. Shadowy. Subversive. He does not break and enter. He. His arms were long enough that he could reach them easily, and he was rewarded with another orgasm, making her pussy clamp down on his dick, repeatedly. She was pushing back into him, as he was thrusting into her, and their bodies made a loud popping sound as they made contact. He made her cum MANY times before he couldn't hold it any more, and sprayed her cunt full of his cum. She fell forward on the pillow, and he went to one side, with her lifting up to kiss him, over and over, thanking him. I saw the heavy gold ring that he wore momentarily catch the lamplight as Neith brought it up to her mouth. She kissed the ring and licked his palm as though a delicious drop of sauce had accidentally stained it. Considerate girl. The son laughed and made a quiet comment to the elder noble who seemed to be their interpreter. This man then whispered something to Neith who giggled and moved herself even closer to the son. The other ladies too now subtly turned their attention to the remaining.