She finally said do you want to go to the vip room and I asked how much. She said it is normally $300.00 for an half hour but she said she would do it...for $180.00. I said why not. We went to the end of the bar and I had to pay the house the money and they gave us two glasses and a bottle of bubbly. Then we went to the room which was made of sections and we could hear another couple talking and I could catch a glimpse of them from the mirror on the wall. We found our spot and I no sooner sit. I silently made my way through the back door into the kitchen. Due to the view of this half naked woman on the chair, my dick was already standing in attention when I let down my shorts. I carefully approached her from behind, holding my hungry tool up with one hand and with the other grabbing her inviting butt from below.Mrs. Wilder screamed “What in the world ….”, but then she saw me and started giggling. She slowly lowered her ass onto my long teenage cock, caught it between her thighs and. "~Apparently she was coming in from the north, most likely from theStrangers' base in San Francisco. I filled her in regarding the arsonat the school. "Try to get a fix on my magical feed," I said. "It'llguide you to us like a beacon. Then we'll rendezvous with 'Strike."~"The mercenary?"~"He's a lot more than just a mercenary. He's probably the best friendI have." That might have been an overstatement -- in this world, alas.Although the Warstrike back home was my close ally, I knew little. The tingles got even stronger when she felt Randall’s hand slide up under her dress. In an intense movement of his hand, her thong was tugged off of her instantly and landed on the hardwood floor beside where they stood. Jen immediately felt her pussy drip its hot gooeyness as it was now exposed. The hot mess evading her hot tender slit trailed a path down her inner thigh, and she moaned from the warm trickle now having made its way down to her inner knee. Jen then felt her body jolt as Randall.