As I said, I go absolutely crazy. So I donned that dress and set out for the party.My car was out for service. So I had to take an Uber, and the drive... could not keep his eyes on the road. There were a few close calls along the way where we almost dashed into another vehicle. He couldn’t control his lust looking at my jiggling boobs when going through a bumpy patch along the road.I reached the club around 11.30. (Yes, I always make a late entrance). As I went in, I was greeted by all of my. He spent a moment to make sure she was leaning against the building wall, and despite himself, even checked to make sure he could still see signs of life. It was important she was still alive.Beatrice landed beside him with a loud thud. She’d been watching from above, and it was her guidance that had lead him here. She showed him how to pick a target, follow them, guide them with bits of scary noises, moving shadows, and knowledge of the city’s layout.“You let her live.”“What? Well ... yeah,. Her nails were well taken care of, with no splits or any other damage.She kept them filed short. She saw long nails as an inconvenience shedidn't need. She maintained a clear coat of polish to help keep themstrong and healthy.Two simple studs, one in each ear, adorned her ears. It was as muchjewelry as she ever wore. A concession to the male patriarchy, shesupposed. The earrings were not much of an inconvenience. Most of thetime, she forgot they were there.She readjusted the wide strap of her. I have a pussy cat who's the same way. She likes to be stroked, and she's so needy." As I said this I put my other hand down and slipped a finger over my clit and down to my hole, collecting some of the juice you'd created fingering me in the car on the way here.I brought my wet finger up and put it in my mouth. The man and his buddy standing next to him watched, fixated on my finger and lips. "Alas," I made an exaggerated sigh, " I can't seem to keep up with her. She needs cock to keep her.