<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/iGTTE.jpg)</div><br/><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Character's Name:</strong></span>Johara Qussandei<br/><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Location:</strong></span>The Starting Point tavern, Jack's room<br/><span class="bbc_u"><strong>With whom:</strong></span>Jack<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Between the tingly buzz from the alcohol and the way in which Jack was giving her everything that she was asking for and more, Jo couldn't help but find herself in a state of profound exaltation. She was also growing a bit bolder after having noticed that Jack didn't seem to mind it when she scratched him and feeling more feisty as the pleasure that she was feeling continued to increase, prompting her to push the envelope a little bit further.<br/><br/>Practically purring like some sort of exotic jungle cat while he licked and sucked on her diamond-hard and extremely sensitive nipple, Jo dug her nails into the soft flesh on the back of his neck and dragged them down all the way to his shoulder blade much harder than she'd done before. More than likely, she would have left four bright red streaks across Jack's neck and back that would take at least a day or two before disappearing, and she was curious and also excited to see if her hunch was right or if he'd rear up indignantly.<br/><br/>All the while, for every powerful thrust that he laid into her, Jack would find that Johara was giving back at least as good as she was getting, her hips thrusting up to meet his almost challengingly. As she hooked her other hand around to his back and dug a second set of nails into him, it became pretty obvious that the time for taking things slow was quickly coming to an end.<br/><br/>"UUGHHH! Right there, yes, harder! Oh gods...ooohhh...harder!!" Jo demanded greedily, her nails digging in further and her hips bucking up more and more wildly as if she was not just telling him what to do, but herself as well.