<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bf0000"><b>Victor's attention was soon taken by a new face. With her prompt drink order made he pulled himself away from his little show and walked over to the bar now standing opposite Emalie. Victor was quick to produce a ice cold bottle of JÃ¤germeister and a can of red bull. He then produced a tall glass all while he stood with his jeans hanging of his waist with long hard tattooed cock hanging out with the silver ring through its head shineing in the clubs lighting. He opened the bottle of JÃ¤germeister and took a quick swig from it. A refreshed sigh escaped his lips as he generously filled more than half the glass with JÃ¤germeister leaving very little room for the red bull. Victor had never been a fan of mixers, espacially where JÃ¤germeister was concerned he liked it straight.</b> <i>"There you go..."</i> <b>He responded with a playfull grin as he slid the glass over to her as he casually admired her corset clad bust without a care. After all he was stood with his cock out and down here in the Bunker anything goes.</b></span>