Exton

Pandora clings to her husband's side as the patrons start drifting off for the night. She finds herself thinking back to the wild dance between Ob and Silk... the gypsy blood raised itself in them both and Ob has a dangerous glint in his eye that she loves.

Tonight he will be masterful and demanding... she shivers with anticipation; she loves his wild barbarian side, the way he makes her feel so small and delicate... a treasure his for the taking. Already his mind sends her caresses... reminders of what is to come, and she glances sidelong at him... giving him smouldering looks filled with invitation to conquer her and make her his slave.

Ob glances at her and his icy blue eyes are hot with desire; tonight he will be bold... no playing and preludes; he will vanquish her body swiftly... and listen to her screams of pleasure until she can utter no more than a soft whimper....
Pandora draws her breath in sharply as his tail strays between her legs, pushing at the soft spot of dampness at her center... sensing her desire already forming... the dew springing from her cunt as she imagines the coming lovemaking. The prehensile tail slides beneath the silk of her panties and pierces her vagina... her sharp intake of breath telling Ob that she is enjoying his prelude to sex. In and out it slides... barely teasing, letting her feel and then leaving her bereft of its delight... now it strokes her clit; then dives into her honeypot again. Ob has a dark smouldering look as he watches her beneath his lashes... keeping up a banter with the family as he privately teases the hell out of his wife.

Pandora returns his gaze; her look now plainly bespeaking desire... her body crying out for more... the relentless thrusts and gentle stroking of his tail now have her ready for him... she sends him mental messages; pleading for him to take her upstairs and ravish her. Obsidian smirks; and sends her images of them fucking in every way possible... it will be a night to remember....