Here come the salads now.” Ariel indicated the two servers bringing our bread, salads and a bottle of wine. We slid into the booth, me in the middle...I needed something in my stomach and I immediately dug into my salad and ate some bread. Meanwhile, the three women picked at their salads and chatted about various business things. Both women had a hand in my crotch as they spoke, keeping my cock hard the whole time.The steaks arrived and I drank some more wine with the meal as we all ate the. "Eat my pussy baby," she pleaded as she ran her fingers throughmy hair, "Please."I traced my tongue along the outer lips, just barely inserting my tongue before I licked along her whole sweet cunt. She moaned as I began to rub her with two fingers and then began to go in slow circles with my tongue.She moaned loudly, gradually increasing in volume as I went faster. Taking her clit between my lips, I applied a small amount of pressure and she arched her back, allowed to squeeze her juicy ass.. "No more rough stuff Bill," Michele whimpered; her voice hoarse withexertion."No more rough stuff Michele I promise. And I apologise for my brutishbehaviour; it's just that you are so beautiful and sexy and you know, themissus has just about given up on sex," the lie slid easily off histongue."Ok Bill, I'm not promising anything, but I'll go and fix my makeup anddress and come back and we talk about it," Michele replied, any excuse atthe moment to escape his presence seemed a godsend."Ok luv,. It was furry, and looked soft, and, as she stroked it, it tried to wrap itself around her finger.It was just a night-wingThese creatures were only seen at night, and they stayed well away from people. The legends had it that they were older than time itself, and many people were superstitious about them. Both seemed content to avoid each other.Tsanja had never seen one up close.It was like a bat, sharing with it the same leathery hide, and soft fur, and beady little eyes, but it had no bones,.