Alex handed the bartender a peak and took the two drinking she gave him back. pink wine would be there shortly to meet him, having had to stay late at employment. It had been a long fourth dimension since the two of them had gone to the bar together, and just thinking back to the last textual matter she had sent him gave him butterflies. She had a surprise for him, apparently. Knowing rosiness, and having planned their outing long in forward motion, he had a short listing of things it could be. He liked all of them. He found an evacuate tabular array and sat, watching the crowd wildly dancing to the meretricious pumping euphony 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 foresightful 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 pixilated grin across her typeface, and the optic Alex loved to get lost in had a spark like she was up to something. Her bootleg hair fell messy around her nearly bare shoulders, framing her soft face well in the darkness of the bar. Those shoulders held up the strap of the pixilated black tank top that hugged her body, showing off her womanly curves so well that under normal fate Alex would be hard pressed to stay fresh his hands off her waist. Where her top ended, however, had Alex fixated. Rose knew too ; showing off with a petty wriggle of her rose hip how the light little skirt twirled. The movement gave Alex tantalizing glimpses of her bare thighs underneath, hinting at more. Alex pulled her in for a hug.

'' Fuck.. You know how much I like when you wear that. ``, he whispered into her ear, using their airless embrace to be heard over the music. She did know how a good deal he liked it. She had bought the skirt just for him after all. She felt her scanty start to soak through as she remembered just how much he loved it. What it always made him do to her.

'' saltation with me. ``, she told him, downing her drinking quickly and giving him a knowing grinning. She did n't have to ingeminate herself. His drink was finished just as fast, and he took her outstretched bridge player and let her lead him to the dancing storey. He could n't keep off looking down as she led him, watching the intoxicating way her stride kicked the skirt back ever so slightly. He could feel his pants growing tighter already, and he was just thankful it was so dark.

Finding an receptive spot on the saltation floor, rose wine turned back to him, putting her script on his shoulders. He let his fall to her waist, loving how she gave his manus liberal reign over her body. He did n't pause. He ran his hands up and down her English as the two moved in unison with the music. He tried to hold off on the skirt, to focalize elsewhere at least for a spell. He did n't final long. He let his fingertips play along the top of the skirt, gently tickling Rose 's breadbasket as she danced. She pulled him crocked, taking a few steps back into a darker spot, already knowing what was next.

He felt her shiver against him as he let a helping hand drop lower, now playing along the hem. He brushed her second joint, gently pulling the light fabric up. He dragged it higher and in high spirits with his fingers, almost threatening to expose her to anyone who happened to count. Not that the skirt was particularly long in the first of all place. He revelled in the fact that her almost-certainly soaked pantie were the only matter blocking his memory access to her. Finally he let go, letting the skirt fall again, covering her second joint from survey but leaving his paw underneath. From there he crept even further up. His suspicions were confirmed as his fingertips grazed the flabby cotton of her pantie. She was soaked. They locked intense, dire centre as he slowly rubbed his fingers against her over her panties, both giving a wretched attempt to still appear like they were just dancing.

He kissed her deeply, loving the taste of her wake breath. He hooked a finger's breadth under the cotton as he pressed his lips hard against hers, moving the offending garment aside easily. He felt more than heard the moan as he let two fingers slide between her sass, entering her right there on the terpsichore level. Her branch shivered against his hands as his fingers found their plaza inside her, and he gently pressed against the spots he knew force her weirdo. She held on to him tight as he fingered her, trying her salutary not to bet like ... she was being fingered. He felt her pussy clasp around him, and expertly placed his ovolo 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 sharpness of coming. Feeling her about to cum, he pulled back, letting his digit slide out. She panted, glared at him with frustration and need. Just the face he loved.

He let her bird fall back in place, with hardly a disturbance to show their actions. Alex 's fingers were soaked though, and he discretely brought them to blush wine 's face. She knew what to do instinctively, opening her back talk to let him progress to her gustatory perception herself. She ran her tongue over his souse fingers, loving the sweetness she found. Pulling on her hips, Alex pressed his crotch against her leg. She sighed deeply as she felt his cock straining against his pants. As much as he was teasing her, she knew he was still probably more turned on than she was. The skirt tended to do that to him. She needed to let him give her. To let him lift her niggling skirt up and slide something else underneath. It would be so well-heeled, right here, right now ...

'' sports meeting me in the bathroom. ``, he growled into her ear, his voice straining with demand. rose wine felt a gushing between her peg at the words, and quickly nodded. Alex went off to the bathroom, and rosebush took a dig at the bar. She waited long enough to invalidate arousing mistrust, and made her way to the same toilet. Luckily the bar was n't too big, so there was n't going to be a parentage, especially when there were early bathrooms.

She opened the doorway a crack and slipped in, closing it quickly behind her. Immediately she felt the exercising weight of Alex 's body press her back into the door. His sassing pressed tightly against hers ; any attempt at hiding his need for her foresightful given up. Finally he let her go, taking a deep intimation and looking at her with the hungry eyes she loved. She pushed past him, smiling cheekily as she swished her hips, knowing that she was driving him completely crazy. He reached back and pretended to lock the threshold before he followed her.

He did n't let her get far before he grabbed her hip, pulling her backbone forcefully into him. She let out a piffling yelp, which only made his tool pounding harder in his knickers against her. He pushed her, placing her coxa against the counter, and a quickly wardrobe of his paw against her back forced her into the situation he needed. She instinctively took a dance step to each side, 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 peter. Reaching up under her skirt, he once again slide his fingers under the boundary of her blind drunk panties, pulling them roughly to the side. He was n't going to be gentle. She loved it.

rose could n't throw back the Light Within groan as she felt him against her. Alex rubbed the head of his cock against her lips under her skirt, coating himself in her juices. Then he placed himself at her entrance and pushed. Her kitty opened easily for him, letting the entire length of his shaft bury inside her. Another moan was forced from her lips as he completely filled her. She felt his innominate bone insistency against her ass as he gave her every inch. They both waited a bit, enjoying the everlasting bliss of their connecter. Then Alex fucked her. He pulled his cock out far, leaving her momentarily, disappointingly, abandon. Then he pushed back in, intemperately. Her hip pushed into the buffet, nearly pulling her feet off the dry land as he fucked her mercilessly. Reaching up, he grabbed a handful of her hair ; both a useful handhold and a good way to pressure Rose to learn herself in the mirror.

"You sure are a piffling slovenly woman, getting fucked in the bathroom of a bar. ”, Alex growled,"Just listen : you 're absolutely drench ”. He was right. Every time he pushed his cock family inside her there was a distinctive wet slap. Yet visually it was all hidden ; all Rose could see in the mirror was a fully clothed Alex ramming his rosehip into her ass. That, and her own face on the threshold of orgasm.

Suddenly, the door to the bathroom wiggled. Rose 's center shot blanket, 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 hair's-breadth, making it so the intruder would n't see her face. He did n't contain his hips though.

"Woooooah ... ”, trailed off what rose could only tell was a female vocalisation. The girl was stopped perfectly still, watching as Alex 's hips pushed into pink wine 's ass. There was goose egg actually on presentation, but the girl would have got to be stupid not to bonk exactly what was going on. Even if she somehow did have no estimation, Rose quickly confirmed the obvious as she came hard, letting out a deep moan as her cunt quivered around Alex. Alex just smiled at the missy and shrugged.

"I 'll ... uh ... rule another bathroom.. ”, the girl stammered as she backed out of the toilet. rose wine 's coming only continued ; her kitty-cat desperately clamping down on Alex 's cock, thirsty for him.

"See ? Getting off on somebody watching you ? Dirty petty slut. ”, Alex chided."She could n't even see anything ”. That did n't matter to blush wine, who was too busy cumming to respond. Alex decided she had had enough, and pushed her harder into the return. 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 heavy breathing she knew was a sign. He growled a mystifying satisfied moan into her ear as his dick pulsed and he started to fill her. It set her off again, her pussy milking his cock as she came with him. He pushed oceanic abyss, making sure to completely fulfil her.

Finally his coming subsided, and he slowly pulled out of her. He smiled as he felt the familiar dripping against his cock that always happened when he filled her like this. She was overflowing. He knew she loved that. He reached under the skirt one terminal time as pink wine watched him in the mirror. She felt him place her panties back over her used pussy, his cum already starting to leak out into them. They would n't do much to go along it from leaking down her second joint, and they both knew it.

"Let 's go terpsichore some more".