A man....

Nicoletta's wide eyes swept through the crowd of lovely freaks, searching for a sexy man to seduce. She longed for a hard cock to shove between her tits, into her hungry pussy. She looked over possible options. On one hand, there was a darkly cute young man standing near the corner, looking slightly out of place, as though he wasn't exactly sure if he should be there or not. At the bar, a muscular man caught her eye: he was wearing a PVC tank top and had long dyed braided hair that ran down his back. On the dance floor, there was a sophisticated-looking "gentleman" was with a cane in one hand a top hat in the other. His suit was victorian-gothic in style, and a necklace with an ankh dangled as he danced. There were sure to be other options if none of those men seemed appealing.