When I did I lifted her feet off of the floor. She almost fell as the oven door opened as she held onto the handle. I turned Amy towards the table my ...cock still inside her. She knew what I was thinking. She pulled out a chair and grabbed onto the seat bending over farther as she did. My cock pushed deeper into her now. I began to thrust slowly into her at first. Amy was moaning with every thrust of my cock. My pace quickened and she moaned “oh yeah”. Her feet seldom reached the floor as I was. We then moved to the karaoke bar. Tamara and Michelle sang a song together and I swear the area in front of the stage got a little more crowded. "I think they are trying to look up our dates' dresses," I said to Michael."Yeah, ain't it nice!" he replied and held his beer up as if to toast. I touched the longnecks together and took a drink.We stayed in there and listened for a while. The girls kept trying to get Michael and me up to sing. We refused.Michelle and Tamara excused themselves to go. Behind me stood a man, adorned with a cloak made of bear fur, the head of the beast acting as a hood. He was at least six and a half feet tall, a thick black beard wrapping his face, his eyes baring white irises. In his hand was a staff, a crooked piece of wood with a crowned skull at its peak.“Princess Yavara Tiadoa,” he spoke, “we have much to discuss.”ZANDERI stared at the Dark Queen, her eyes blazing orange, her skin pale, a section of black hair streaking through a mess of blonde. She was. She shrugged and then she grew nefarious.“Yeah, Dean, are you going to get me wet first?”“He just has to ask and we’ll hose you down,” Xiomara said, standing with Andrea. The cereal box under Andrea’s arm crinkled as Xiomara took a handful for herself.I wanted to comment about this being the weirdest thing in my life. Spaceship. Weird flake garbage in the air. Settling a new world. I couldn’t really convey how Pat’s playfulness was getting under my skin. How much I liked it.“Lift her higher,.