The dance floor stretched in front of her and as her eyes adjusted to the strobing lights flashing across the club her hopes of a more modest sight were dashed. People gyrated against each other, some kept modest only by small scraps of material glued to their bodies, others having had their modesty removed, dress straps pulled to the side to unveil breasts as their dance partners touched and squeezed. Elsewhere, people had their hands at erotic their partners groins, dresses pulled up, anal or zippers undone to allow the grasping hands free reign. Here, it seemed, lust reigned supreme. Synthia turned back around, heat rising in her body as she greedily started drinking, desperate to hide herself from the rampant debauchery happening in the club. She began rapidly reconsidering her decision to come here, she was a tech geek for God sake, sensual not some kind of wild slut like the rest of the people here. Cementing the idea in her mind, she placed her drink back on the bar and turned to leave. As Synthia turned, she felt her bag smack into something, hard. Glancing back to see what she'd hit she was taken aback to find herself staring at a large muscled young man. Blindingly obvious was the massage chromed arms that he was sporting, the metal biting into his flesh at the shoulder. He was lightly touching her bag as lick it had hit against his clearly toned stomach beneath his tight shirt. Smiling down at her he let his hand drop from her bag, proceeding to move his arm over a small scanner built into the bar as a disguised panel in his arm lit up. He leant onto the bar, his eyes locking with hers as the machinery in the bar spun, producing a drink that he smoothly took into his hand. Synthia abruptly realised she'd been staring at him for the last few moments, enraptured in the movements of his body and the thrill of being so near an Augment. She let out a small nervous laugh, “S-sorry. I was just, um, leaving. I didn't mean to ah, hit you there.” The man smiled wider at her, replying with a voice that sent small shivers down Synthia’s spine, “It's not a problem. You were leaving? A shame, I was just coming to offer you a drink.” Synthia felt her cheeks redden impossibly further, the thought of an Augment offering her a drink sending her into a spiral of surprise and denial. Catching herself, she managed to choke out a response “Me? But there's all of… “ she gestured towards the dance floor, where the participants seemed to be in full swing of their revelry, “That.” The man chuckled softly in reply, I put my hand inside her dress and reached for her nipples. So I looked around and noticed that Steve and Travis I could smell he is seeing someone or at least he likes someone. This sharp flash of agony shot through me. Jill and I both replied, “Thank you Dakota.” But that soon passed as there was a knock at the door. "He's huge!" “I am very much like him in many ways. Small talk after massage sex with strangers is not my strong suit. They asked, erotic while Ruth was finishing the transaction, if I owned the limo company. I want you swallowing it, then I'm going to fuck you hard!” They got the milk out of the separator and bottled it up and loaded it into the battered pickup truck that ran a whole lot better than it looked. Thankfully, he stopped then and put the vibe back into its box. The garment barely seemed to cover her thighs. I felt lick something twitch between my legs, but told myself to calm down, as this was only the beginning. The goblin asks. That's all.' him to do he will probably just lay there and pump his spunk inside you.. And then he attempted to roll over on top of me, and mount me in a missionary intercourse position. He’s just great to sensual cuddle. Her most amazing orgasm occurred recently while she was fantasying about having sex with a women she encountered the previous week at a local supermarket. She asked why and then told Connie the safe was now open. I then went back anal downstairs to await what developments that would come. She knocked on the door to the bedroom but there were no reply.