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Chapter 12 by Blood612 Blood612

Do you accept the drink?

No

You are not a fool and disregard it. The atmosphere is getting increasingly hedonistic. A woman out of nowhere pulls you in for a kiss, then runs towards a random man. Up ahead, you see Doe with a guy and a girl. The guy is Alex, her boyfriend. You don’t recognise the girl. “Jealous?” You turn to see an exceedingly beautiful woman, resembling Deadpool actress https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Morena_Baccarin

“Jealous? Why would I be?” She grinned. “I know her. Doe. She is very beautiful. And yes, the girl with her is Jewel Staite from Firefly.” You gasp, you loved that show…and Jewel Staite looks 20 not 42. “Are you…” “My name is Anrome. And this…” Another stunning beauty (https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Summer\\_Glau) appeared…”is….Lagu Musmer.” “Pleasure.” stated Lagu. “Dance with us, cutie and forget, Doe.” Two beautiful women were hitting on you! Doe was right about opportunity. You danced with them, both grinding up against you. You felt hot under your black dress. And your panties go wetter: “Wait here, I shall return.” declared Anrome. “We will be waiting!” added Lagu. “So, how is such a fine maiden without a companion?” “I have two now!” you expressed, somewhat giddy. For half a second, you regretted your statement before Lagu replied “So you do, Alyson.” Anrome returns with two drinks. She passed one in a blue cup to Lagu and offers you the red one. Anrome whips out a green cup from the aether and sculls its contents. Lagu soon follows in suit.

Not wanting to appear weak in front of your sexy companions, you do the same. The **** burns your throat and only the duo’a ministrations keep you from gasping or expelling it from your throat. Kiss upon kiss is planting on your neck as their nimble fingers caress your thighs. Your nerve endings are on fire as you sway from heat and dizziness. The pleasure, that amazing pleasure…is making you see spots, the ground is shaking and starting to spin. You feel their tongues massage your eats before it becomes too much and there is nothing but black.

What follows?

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