<div class="floatleft">(http://i1180.photobucket.com/albums/x401/callmecapone/Setting%20and%20RP/c35e5c8d72d34eb82d71873cb47124bf.jpg)</div><strong>Name:  Antonio Cabrello (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13129139#msg13129139)</strong><br/><br/><strong>CLIENT</strong><br/><br/><strong>Situation:</strong>Maintaining composure<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Semele, Velen, Vibeke<br/><br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong><em>Exhibition and oral</em><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Antonio wasn't sure what did it, but his partner for that eve's entertainment was suddenly willing to give the performance her all. Perhaps she enjoyed the commanding use of his leg? Or perhaps it was simply his refusal to back down? Whatever it was, his member was a much more appetizing morsel for her, as evidenced by the powerful suction of her mouth and intimate caresses of her tongue. The grip she placed upon his leg and his hip helped keep him steady, but over time he would most certainly need both of his feet on the ground. Of that he had no doubt.<br/><br/>A soft gasp burst free of his mouth as Vibeke's throat closed around the tip of his member, squeezing a clear drip of pre-cum from him as it erupted in that pleasurable, ticklish feeling. The sort that just gets you trembling, where you lust for the continued touch and yet wish to push it away. The sort of pleasure that coaxes your body into relinquishing all control over itself, where the mind and flesh are at their most combative.<br/><br/>Even more so when your body was literally trying to keep balls up in the air.<br/><br/>Licking his lips and stifling another grunt as Vibeke pulled back, his penis gliding from her throat to the tip of her tongue before she dove right back down. From here on it was a steady fall down a hill, and it would only get steeper and steeper. Now the real show would begin.<br/><br/><strong>"Light!"</strong>he called. He was expecting a bit of delay, especially with the hand and mouth of both courtesans quite literally full. It was Grumrump that seemed to mutter something, gesturing towards the table. The young courtesan released the plump man's own girthy flesh and grasped three of the firecrackers -- oh Gods let her remember the correct order! -- and handing one to her client. Grumrump lit the blue one, illuminating the darkened corner in a bright light, and then slid himself slowly forward on his seat. His bouncing and bobbing cock would have caused Antonio to burst into laughter if he hadn't been focusing on the balls overhead, suddenly more a trial as each pull of Vibeke's lips vied for his attention.<br/><br/><strong>"Toss!</strong>Antonio cried, sending a ball sailing through the air towards the courtesan. Grumrump threw the blue firecracker in turn, the clear illumination on everyone's state of undress suddenly leaving, flying towards Antonio and Vibeke. It was a surprisingly good throw and Antonio caught it with ease. Now five balls leaped into the air, joined by a single sparkling firecracker. Antonio hissed as he a different set of sparks burst, Vibeke's lips teasing the ridge of his cockhead.<br/><br/><strong>"Light!"</strong>he called once more, and this time the courtesan was the one to throw. The smile on her face shone briefly in the bright light of the purple firecracker, Grumrump calling too late that Antonio needed to announce 'ball' first. She tried to correct for her earlier aim, but instead risked having Antonio fall backward. The leg over Vibeke's shoulder extended, acting as a bit of a counter-balance as he grasped for the purple firecracker, the ball sailing towards the crowd. His calf pressed against the back of Vibeke's head, helping to pull him forward and return to his upright position, but the move managed to shove her all the way down his length. His spine arched, chest puffing outward as he breathed deep, gasping as his member was squeezed by the warm grip of the woman's mouth and throat. He immediately released her, his leg's grip loosened as now two sparkling fire crackers circled in the air, joined by four other balls.<br/><br/><strong>"Light!"</strong>he called once more. The courtesan lit the explosive torch, winking at Grumrump as her hand twisted the top of the firecracker suggestively. The plump man licked at her cheek before taking hold of the stick, taking charge of the toss.<strong>"Toss!"</strong>he shouted, and the firecracker sailed through the air, passing by the third ball.<br/><br/>Three sparkling fire crackers and three balls leaped into the air. Below, the sheen of sweat could be seen upon Antonio's chest and abdomen, which heaved with deeper and deeper breaths.