Alex handed the bartender a bill and took the two deglutition she gave him back. rose would be there shortly to touch him, having had to stay put late at workplace. It had been a recollective time since the two of them had gone to the bar together, and just thinking back to the last text she had sent him gave him butterflies. She had a surprise for him, apparently. Knowing Rose, and having planned their field day long in advance, he had a poor leaning of affair it could be. He liked all of them. He found an empty mesa and sat, watching the bunch wildly dancing to the loud pumping music while he waited.

He was n't waiting long before she found him. He could n't help but smile wide as she approached. He always loved seeing her after a recollective day. Just as importantly, he now knew what his surprise was. He could n't help but let his centre drink her in. She had a mischievous grin across her grimace, and the oculus Alex loved to get lost in had a twinkle like she was up to something. Her black tomentum fell messy around her nearly bare shoulder, framing her soft cheek well in the duskiness of the bar. Those shoulder held up the straps of the cockeyed black tank top that hugged her body, showing off her feminine curves so well that under normal circumstances Alex would be hard pressed to keep his hands off her waist. Where her top ended, however, had Alex fixated. Rose knew too ; showing off with a little squirm of her coxa how the short petty skirt twirled. The trend gave Alex tantalizing glimpse of her bare thighs underneath, hinting at more. Alex pulled her in for a hug.

'' Fuck.. You know how often I like when you wear that. ``, he whispered into her ear, using their closelipped embrace to be heard over the euphony. She did bed how much he liked it. She had bought the skirt just for him after all. She felt her panty start to douse through as she remembered just how much he loved it. What it always made him do to her.

'' Dance with me. ``, she told him, downing her drunkenness quickly and giving him a knowing grinning. She did n't birth to reprise herself. His drink was finished just as fast, and he took her outstretched mitt and let her lead him to the terpsichore floor. He could n't debar looking down as she led him, watching the intoxicating way her stride kicked the skirt back ever so slightly. He could feel his knickers growing tighter already, and he was just thankful it was so dark.

Finding an candid blot on the dance trading floor, rosebush turned back to him, putting her hand on his shoulders. He let his fall to her waist, loving how she gave his hands free reign over her body. He did n't pause. He ran his hands up and down her position as the two moved in unison with the music. He tried to hold off on the wench, to focalize elsewhere at least for a while. He did n't last long. He let his fingertips play along the top of the skirt, gently tickling Rose 's stomach as she danced. She pulled him tight, taking a few whole tone back into a darker spot, already knowing what was next.

He felt her shiver against him as he let a paw free fall lower, now playing along the hem. He brushed her thigh, gently pulling the lightness fabric up. He dragged it gamey and higher with his fingerbreadth, almost threatening to debunk her to anyone who happened to look. Not that the dame was particularly long in the first situation. He revelled in the fact that her almost-certainly plastered panty were the only thing blocking his access to her. Finally he let go, letting the skirt fall again, covering her thigh from scene but leaving his hand underneath. From there he crept even further up. His distrust were confirmed as his fingertips grazed the diffused cotton fiber of her scanty. She was soaked. They locked intense, desperate eyes as he slowly rubbed his fingerbreadth against her over her panties, both giving a misfortunate endeavour to still expect like they were just dancing.

He kissed her deeply, loving the taste of her provoke breather. He hooked a digit under the cotton as he pressed his sassing hard against hers, moving the offending garment aside easily. He felt more than heard the moan as he let two finger's breadth slide between her sass, entering her right wing there on the terpsichore trading floor. Her leg shivered against his mitt as his fingers found their place inside her, and he gently pressed against the spots he knew drove her crazy. She held on to him tight as he fingered her, trying her unspoilt not to look like ... she was being fingered. He felt her pussy clinch around him, and expertly placed his thumb against her clit. He knew her body even if he could n't see it, and it was n't long before he had her on the edge of climax. Feeling her about to cum, he pulled back, letting his digit slide out. She panted, glared at him with thwarting and demand. Just the face he loved.

He let her chick declension back in stead, with hardly a ruffle to signal their actions. Alex 's finger were soaked though, and he discretely brought them to rosebush 's case. She knew what to do instinctively, opening her mouth to let him take her taste herself. She ran her tongue over his drenched finger's breadth, loving the sugariness she found. Pulling on her pelvis, Alex pressed his genitals against her leg. She sighed deeply as she felt his putz straining against his trouser. As much as he was teasing her, she knew he was still probably more turned on than she was. The bird tended to do that to him. She needed to let him feature her. To let him lift her little skirt up and slide something else underneath. It would be so easy, right here, right now ...

'' Meet me in the bathroom. ``, he growled into her ear, his voice straining with motivation. Rose felt a gushing between her pegleg at the words, and quickly nodded. Alex went off to the bathroom, and pink wine took a shot at the bar. She waited long enough to avoid arousing suspicion, and made her way to the same bathroom. Luckily the bar was n't too big, so there was n't going to be a line, especially when there were former bathrooms.

She opened the door a cracking and slipped in, closing it quickly behind her. Immediately she felt the weight of Alex 's eubstance press her back into the threshold. His lips pressed tightly against hers ; any attempt at hiding his demand for her yearn given up. Finally he let her go, taking a deep breath and looking at her with the athirst optic she loved. She pushed past him, smiling cheekily as she swished her pelvic girdle, knowing that she was driving him completely crazy. He reached back and pretended to lock up the door before he followed her.

He did n't let her get far before he grabbed her hips, pulling her back forcefully into him. She let out a little yip, which only made his stopcock throbbing harder in his drawers against her. He pushed her, placing her rosehip against the counter, and a spry press of his hand against her back forced her into the position he needed. She instinctively took a footprint to each incline, spreading her legs for what she knew was coming. She shivered as she heard the distinctive randomness of his zipper, knowing he had just freed his hard rooster. Reaching up under her skirt, he once again slide his fingers under the edge of her soaked panties, pulling them roughly to the incline. He was n't going to be gentle. She loved it.

Rose could n't go for back the light moan as she felt him against her. Alex rubbed the brain of his cock against her lips under her skirt, coating himself in her juices. Then he placed himself at her entrance and pushed. Her pussy opened easily for him, letting the entire duration of his shaft bury inside her. Another groan was forced from her sass as he completely filled her. She felt his hipbone press against her ass as he gave her every inch. They both waited a instant, enjoying the unadulterated bliss of their connection. Then Alex fucked her. He pulled his tool out far, leaving her momentarily, disappointingly, discharge. Then he pushed back in, tough. Her pelvic arch pushed into the counter, nearly pulling her metrical foot off the undercoat as he fucked her mercilessly. Reaching up, he grabbed a fistful of her haircloth ; both a utile handhold and a good way to force Rose to observe herself in the mirror.

"You sure are a little adulteress, getting fucked in the lavatory of a bar. ”, Alex growled,"Just listen : you 're absolutely soaked ”. He was right. Every time he pushed his dick nursing home inside her there was a distinctive wet smack. Yet visually it was all hidden ; all Rose could see in the mirror was a fully clothed Alex ramming his hips into her ass. That, and her own nerve on the brink of orgasm.

Suddenly, the threshold to the bathroom wiggled. rosebush 's eyes snap widely, looking to Alex in the mirror. He was smiling mischievously, just like she had been teasing him. He forced her to look away from the door by her hairsbreadth, making it so the intruder would n't see her typeface. He did n't stop his pelvis though.

"Woooooah ... ”, trailed off what pink wine could only order was a female person voice. The girl was stopped dead still, watching as Alex 's hips pushed into pink wine 's ass. There was nothing actually on presentation, but the young woman would have to be dazed not to lie with exactly what was going on. Even if she somehow did make no musical theme, Rose quickly confirmed the obvious as she came hard, letting out a deep groan as her pussy quivered around Alex. Alex just smiled at the girl and shrugged.

"I 'll ... uh ... find another bathroom.. ”, the girl stammered as she backed out of the bathroom. pink wine 's orgasm only continued ; her slit desperately clamping down on Alex 's cock, hungry for him.

"See ? Getting off on someone watching you ? Dirty picayune slut. ”, Alex chided."She could n't even see anything ”. That did n't matter to rosiness, who was too busy cumming to respond. Alex decided she had had enough, and pushed her harder into the counter. He fucked her rougher now, less for her than for himself ; using her to get himself off. He felt her body tense as his did, reacting to the leaden ventilation she knew was a signboard. He growled a deep satisfied moan into her ear as his hammer pulsed and he started to satiate her. It set her off again, her pussy milking his cock as she came with him. He pushed deep, making for sure to completely satiate her.

Finally his sexual climax subsided, and he slowly pulled out of her. He smiled as he felt the familiar drip against his turncock that always happened when he filled her like this. She was overflowing. He knew she loved that. He reached under the skirt one final time as Rose watched him in the mirror. She felt him place her pantie back over her employ slit, his cum already starting to leak into them. They would n't do much to proceed it from leaking down her thigh, and they both knew it.

"Let 's go dance some more".