I knew my costume wasgood by the looks I was getting and all the pictures that people weretaking of me. I wished Debbie had been able to attend. I was...walking pastthe 93.3 Radio station stage when one of the DJ's jumped out and grabbed meby the elbow and said," You are absolutely perfect you need to be in ourcostume contest." What could I say; I let him drag me up on stage. I foundmyself standing be side a dead ringer of Hercules. We were in goodcompany. Popeye was there, WC Fields, May West an. Didn’t seem a big difference, just a bitmore playful sounding. The man opened the door for usand as we entered it took us a little while to adjustour eyes to the darkness. It was very dimly lit. Thebar area drew my attention as it was better lit thanthe rest of the place. I took Beth by the arm andescorted her over to the bar. There didn’t seem to bemany people in the place just one couple sat at a tableand two men stood at the bar.Beth hoisted herself up onto a bar stool as I. I reach up and pull gently on her swaying red ponytail as I circle my tongue inside her anus, and she responds by arching her back, pressing her ass hard against my mouth, and screaming straight up, into the air."Yessss! Keep that tongue up my ass! Eat my fucking butt out! So bad, you are so, so bad..." She tries to catch her breath as I hear her reaching for something. "Here, you're gonna need this."Jessica has a bottle of water that I was drinking earlier in the day in her hand she must have. You are Sven’s sister.”I winked at her then breathed in the inspiring beauty of her tangy pussy. That scent made me hunger to eat this Valyan human. I leaned forward and brought the blunted butt of the chisel to her pussy, eager to use it as a makeshift dildo.She gasped as I rubbed it against her hot flesh. She trembled at the cool kiss of the metal on her. Delight twinkled in her ruby eyes. She bit her lip, her glasses slipping down her dainty nose. I loved teasing her, watching the chisel.