Coming back from my beer run, the help crew, including the Webslinger with the sexy ass, unload the additional supplies as I stroll through the party. I walk past the hot tub where someone seems to be bobbing for cock with the highwayman,his head tilted back and his eyes closed. I retrieve his 3 cornered hat and push it back on his head, although I am not sure he was even aware of my presence. The dance floor is hopping but I don't see our hostess or the sheik anywhere....figures.
In a dark corner I see a pale brooding Vampyre.....I can not pass up this chance.... so I beckon him, with out words to join me on the dance floor. Our dance is slow and sensual..... bodies entwined swaying gently almost trance-like. Our eyes and souls connect and it is as if we can fuck without touching. The music ends, as does out embrace, and he returns to his vigil and I to my hunt.

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The practice of putting women on pedestals began to die out when it was discovered that they could give orders better from there.~ Betty Grable

If I wanted your opinion, I'd remove the duct tape and ask you for it.~ Me
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