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Cheap drunk?? Fuck no! giggles and gets another glass from the tray

I can drink with the best of them....although I have been told I'm a silly drunk

Hmmm, I want a different sort of salt...... looks around, contemplating evilly
 
Blows a kiss back towards Oreo, and his smile turns into a lop-sided grin "So I guess I'll have to behave myself around you here, since you're with the staff. But...since I know I won't be able to do so...which one of these people is the bouncer I should expect to have toss me out?"
 
My guess is that would be Leo...

Looks at the man, her head cocked slightly to the side.

But I'm not 100 percent sure.

And hey, as long as you pay up...

She teases him, giggling and purrs as the beautiful creature plays with her hair.
 
Cheap drunk?? Fuck no! giggles and gets another glass from the tray

I can drink with the best of them....although I have been told I'm a silly drunk

Hmmm, I want a different sort of salt...... looks around, contemplating evilly

Giggles and downs another shot, tossing the skin of the lemon aside with a sour look

Bar is gonna be fucked after this!

I laugh and watch her look around, my eyes lighting up as I catch on

Oooo volunteers to be our salt?!

I ask everyone with a devilish grin

Blows a kiss back towards Oreo, and his smile turns into a lop-sided grin "So I guess I'll have to behave myself around you here, since you're with the staff. But...since I know I won't be able to do so...which one of these people is the bouncer I should expect to have toss me out?"

My head turns to RP, I arch a brow and wave five pretty fingers in his direction, lifting my heel up from the slit in my dress and kicking it back, bending it to brush my hair as I arch with it, I groan and stretch before dropping it. I sweep my hand and point at myself with a grin

That would be me and the pretty spiked heel on my foot

I shake my head and roll my eyes with a sigh

People need to read the first post!
 
"Well for the moment, I'm happy just sitting and keeping you company. But if I decide I might like something a bit more, I'll be sure to pay."
 
Good catch, though. Its a great song, in either form.

But you'll learn that I have a thing for Tool. Great band.
 
This is so good! takes another shot I'm so going to pay for this later...
 
Good catch, though. Its a great song, in either form.

But you'll learn that I have a thing for Tool. Great band.

I've seen them six times. The last time, however, will be the last. I took a trip to see friends in Pittsburgh with every intention of introducing them to the amazing experience that is a Tool concert.

The end result?

Four songs. Maynard complaining about how much he hated Pittsburgh and a near riot when they just abruptly left the stage and never came back.

I've never seen anything like it before. Especially after paying 70 bucks a ticket.

I'll download the new album, though. Just won't ever pay to see them again.
 
Looks over towards Wayward "If she'd be willing to make the move...could I steal Oreo away to my lap for a little while, or would you miss her too badly?"
 
She shuddered as he drove forward, his fingers pulsing as they drove into her with abandon, tearing her orgasms from her, listening to her gasps, her please, everything she wanted. And it was to be split open, by him. He stopped suddenly. and drug himself out of her. Roughly, taking his fingers out with as much noise as possible. A thick squelch in the air. "Well you paid for me. So your wish."

His cock was in his hand. Throbbing neglected, having needed the long minutes of rest. And now it teased her slit. the head thicker than his two fingers, pressing against her and slowly slipping. He slapped her cunt with it. Letting the heavy rod spank her aching little clit. He let it stroke getting wet his shaft pressed against her slit. Her hot wanting hole dripping juices against him. Then finally he pushed letting himself enter her, and then thrust, hard and fast. As if punctuating a sentence.

"Is my command."

That single thrust stabbed in. A old ink pen piercing a page as it left the blotted period behind. Angry, and brutal. Filling her instantly, and moaning with need as he did. The crash of a train, steaming on the tracks. The stab of a fencer's foil, elegant and lightning fast. the growl of a jungle predator, the hot impossible need of a man for a woman. All these things were in the first thrust. and more were in it's repetition.

he looked in her eyes, and sank to her. His body atop hers. Pinning her down, his arms on wither side of her face. His mouth hungrily nipping her neck, her ear, biting her lower lip. His hips a swinging hammer. breaking a wall down, the finesse and gentle torment, gone, under the shattering pulse, of a man possessed by need. If there was a rythym it was obliterated in every hard pounding thrust. If there was gentleness, it was subsumed by the need to wreck her. To fill her completely, and then more. To crash into her, like waves, slowly eating the shore. It wasn't meant to, but the cliffs destruction was as natural as his lust for her.

He growled deeply in her ear, as he bit her lobe, teasing and pulling it while he filled her. Somehow having breath himself, as his frenzied assault upon her continued.
"Is this what you wanted? Is this how you longed to be treated. What you needed. To have a man crumble for you, take you? Rut you like a beast? Be fucked like an animal?"

His hand pulled her hair. And he straightened to change the angle of penetration. Moving and rotating his hips. Literally screwing her with each movement.
"You wanted to be fucked. Like a whore. By your whore."

"Yes."

It was all she could say. A thousand times over as his throbbing shaft speared her with a moan-inducing fury that knocked the wind out of her lungs. He didn't just enter her, he broke her down, ripped her at the seams, and exposed her for what she really was. A woman possessed, a whore hellbent on being taken, a lover living and dying to be completed, a hole aching to be filled. All she could do was lie back, and cling to him, let him take the reigns, run the show. He was fucking her now, she belonged to him, if only for this moment.

Electricity crackled as the ripe little fuckdoll began to move those hips up, slowly, methodically. Pacing herself. She'd never been taken like this, not by a man so endowed, and pain began to mingle with the pleasure he'd drawn from her every pore so far. But she wanted it. All of it. Every inch of him until he was embedded to the hilt, balls slapping lewdly at an already stung and bitten round ass, sex permanently stretched for him, by him.

One leg looped over the stud's shoulder, and she was hissing now, hissing each 'Yes, yes' to his litany of hot questions, agreeing that she wanted to be fucked like a wild animal, like a whore, by a whore. Rough tug of champagne tresses revved her up hard now, and before he knew it, she was fucking that skewering cock with a volt of energy that bordered on crazed. Supple globes slapped against his chest as they found a tempo, nipples scraping against his muscular chest, crushing into him as her body stretched with a mighty flexibility, doing anything to take him at his fullest.

He still wasn't all the way in her - he'd impaled her to start, but that pussy was tight, and all the steamy cum inside still couldn't properly accommodate those last few extra inches beyond that one terrifying, brilliant plunge. Leg was taken off his shoulders, and nails clawed at his biceps, pushing her dark-haired stallion backwards, flat on his back. His cock began to slide out of her red hot pussy, but this lascivious sweetheart was quick to follow him - their hips didn't part for more than three seconds.

"Ohh, YES." An enraptured cry as legs straddled his waist and hands rested on his chest. She shoved herself down on top of him, and the muscles of that clenched cunt stretched out, hugging every last centimeter of his obscenely veiny cock. Sapphires gazed down with a laser-like stare, watching him watch her, and the deviant doll actually managed a wicked grin, in spite of the way her body was flexing painfully to take him. Blonde hair flew this way and that as she rode her stud in the center of the bed, taut body stroking into him, as that sweet tone murmured a hot command of: "That's it, fuck me, fuck your pretty slut just like this."
 
Spins around and grins at Oreo, licking my lips slowly as my eyes wash over her form

I'd be happy to use you for salt princess...but you're all the way over there and it's so very far...

I strain my voice and feign a pout at her
 
Grins at her boss.

Well, I could fix that.

She holds up her legs, teasingly, and wiggles them around, careful not to disturb Wayward.

I have these weird things... They move me around sometimes.
 
Looks over towards Wayward "If she'd be willing to make the move...could I steal Oreo away to my lap for a little while, or would you miss her too badly?"

Oreo is a dancer, and hasn't gone through a complete evaluation with Minx and myself. If she wants to take clients, she'll have to go through that process first, sorry bud.

And Light, I've heard that Maynard is a pretty big dick. But its kinda like hearing your favorite porn actress is a complete and total bitch. Doesn't change the fact that I wanna watch her naked. Or listen to their music...
 
Grins at her boss.

Well, I could fix that.

She holds up her legs, teasingly, and wiggles them around, careful not to disturb Wayward.

I have these weird things... They move me around sometimes.

Grins broadly, crooking a finger at her

Move those things this way and get your ass up on my bar woman!

I giggle and pat the surface area, biting my bottom lip as I squirm and let my gaze roam free over her
 
Oreo is a dancer, and hasn't gone through a complete evaluation with Minx and myself. If she wants to take clients, she'll have to go through that process first, sorry bud.

I step down the last step.

And that, my darlin Leo is where you'd be wrong. I hired her last night. Evening all.

RP, welcome to the vixen. And Wayward.

Hot outfit Zy.

And how is my vixen?
 
Oreo is a dancer, and hasn't gone through a complete evaluation with Minx and myself. If she wants to take clients, she'll have to go through that process first, sorry bud.

And Light, I've heard that Maynard is a pretty big dick. But its kinda like hearing your favorite porn actress is a complete and total bitch. Doesn't change the fact that I wanna watch her naked. Or listen to their music...

I guess, man, but trying to usher a group of girls through a riot and realizing you're out of 280 bucks is a tough blow to any love affair. I don't think I'll ever pony up to see them live again even though, supposedly, my town will be on their new tour when the album comes out.

Funny, though. My best and worst concert experiences come from the same band.
 
Giggles and carefully slides out from under Wayward's head.

I can do that.

She walks slowly, teasingly, over to Minx, taking her time, and slides, still slowly, onto the bar where she patted.
 
Nods to that "Well, I'm not here to be a 'client'...and I was just hoping my lovely friend might come sit with me...but I can respect the rules."
 
smiles and waves at Ausus Hello!! keeps waving even though Ausus is near

Thanks for the compliment grabs another shot glass I try to look my best when visiting you all

I have this urge to make a Cheers comment when someone enters the bar, we all say "Hey _____ " lol
 
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