Flirting and touching

"Well, what exactly did you have in mind, Ariana?" you ask her as she strokes your arm, and you figure whatever she had in mind, you clearly had to stick with her to see how far it goes.

"Nothing much...just want to give you some cheap thrills..." she hisses in your ear, turning on the flirting as she continues to stroke your arm in a very sensual way.

You quickly get up and go to refill your drink, and decide to maybe try and lead Ariana in the direction you want to go with her by buying her a drink.

It's not the sort of thing you normally do at a party if you hadn't been prompted to do it, but since morals seemed to be loose (and the bodies tight) everywhere around you tonight, yours were starting to be no exception.

Fortunately, the bubbly Ms. Grande had no problem accepting your drink, and let you know how thankful she was by squeezing your arm while your mind was on wanting to feel something else of hers squeezing something else of yours by the end of the night.

"About time you buy this girl a drink John," she teases you, continuing to test your resolve by touching you in just the right spots, so your hand made it's way to her thigh as your other one squeezed her tit.

"I can stop if you want Ariana," you tell her, pulling away slightly as she moaned and tried to push your hand away from her chest.