It really was the type of dreary little nation where there was nothing interesting to do except drink and fornicate. More on the latter later. It ...as getting toward the end of the evening, and I had just finished listening to a local politician griping away about this and that. I got away from him and joined a colleague over in a corner. He had just finished being chatted to by Samantha. She had joined another group and now had her back to us. As usual she looked great. Tonight her. Conflicting emotions crossing her face. Bowing low Timora told the both of them, "I thank you Lord Cit-Chac-Coh. Just having you here now had calmed a great many. I just hope that this fair weather holds out 'til all are here." With that she walked away as Ambrose approached Twitty. Shaking her head she quickly recognized the look on Ambrose's face. Holding up her paw Ambrose stopped in front of her. "First off I know that had you no doubt you would have said as much. Bringing them here isn't. I smiled a broad grin. I think that she thought that it was obvious that I was deeply attracted to her and that I was excited to meet her.We got speaking over a couple of drinks and we got to know each other. We hit it off and she leaned over the table and whispered in my ear: "I need some sex". I gulped. She knew that this is what we really both wanted and I was super hard now.She took a long sip from her drink as she waited for my response and she happened to look down and saw the bulge. I sucked and licked every ounce of what she was giving and the taste was beyond anything you could ever imagine. It had a sweet taste of berries and honey like I’ve never tasted before. She got off my face leaving it coated in her juices, “mmmmmm…..DAMN!!!” she said just about out of breath “let me taste some of that” she then began licking my face and sharing what she licked up with me by placing her tongue inside my mouth. “I want to FUCK that ass”, “Well, what’s stopping you” I took ahold.