Both Stephanie's and Michael's agile digits had brought her so close to slipping into erotic frenzy in such a short time. She had past the point of no return, there was simply no way she would beable to stop herself even if she wanted to. Those naughty hips were only barely being controlled even as they bucked and bounced over those fingers rather obscenely. Her forearms had raised up from the barcounter to allow her to bury her face in her hands, attempting to muffle any moans that managed to escape her throat. That skilled thumb was causing her inhibitions to rapidly melt each time it threatened to touch that large bundle of nerves as it peeked from the top of her slit a near inch and a half to strain against the soft soaked silk imprisoning it. Each time that thumb came close to brushing against her clit, she'd immediately raise up onto her tippy-toes as her head offered a rapid shake side to side while a whimpery moan found quieting palms.<br/><br/><strong>"Bad is a matter of opinion, but it would definitely be risky"</strong>Her gaze was focused upon Dawn's hips as she watched each and every reaction they were giving to Michael's obvious expert touch. She had the almost overwhelming urge to reach out take his other hand from the barcounter and place it between her own legs, but both of her hands stayed exactly where they were.<strong>"She is perfectly willing to take her revenge, and is quite skilled at doing so. But more often than not she simply loves being the victim, loves being surprised and subjected to a slowing building climax that she can't easily escape from."</strong>Her right hand was then slowly being withdrawn from between Dawn's thighs, being brought up to her own northern lips as that nectar was licked from them. She could tell that the combination of both her's and Michael's fingers would soon simply become too much for her little sister.<br/><br/>That thumb stopped sliding, stopped gliding, it was hovering so very deliciously just over her silk clad clitty, so very close but so far away. Her pussy was screaming at her to just suddenly thrust her hips downward, but she was still holding on to what little control she had left even as they continued their lewd humping against both sets of fingers. She was standing on her tippy toes, attempting to escape that dangerous thumb as she bent over the bar-counter more fully. She could feel her liquid lust already beginning to escape from the crotch of her teddy to lazily trickle down her inner thighs and knew Michael most likely would beable to smell her sweet scent. Her hips shaking involuntarily as her big sister's fingers were withdrawing and she was left only with Michael's agonizing digits, one threatening penetration through the soaked silk while that seductive thumb continued it's exquisite hovering. She couldn't keep that groan filled whimper from slipping forth, a single long erotic note that begged Stephanie to return her fingers to that yearning pussy.<br/><br/>That left hand brought her stein to her lips once again as she drained the rest of that delicious liquid before returning it to the bar counter with an<strong>"Ahhh."</strong>She was soon stepping around Dawn to ease up rather close to Micheal. Her body pressing those mithril, leather and silk clad breasts against his chest as her right hand lowered down to softly stroke the underside of his robe clad erection with the pads of her fingers. Even as she did this, she was careful not to interfere in any way with what his hand was doing between Dawn's legs. Hot breath was felt upon his ear carrying hushed words that only Michael would beable to hear.<strong>"As much as she loves every thing I've told you so far, her absolute favorite form of foreplay is a good long slow public dry fuck"</strong>She pulled back with a wink, her fingers patting the underside of that tenting cock.<br/><br/>She was then moving away, swaying hips soon bringing her to the barstool right next to Travis on his left side. She would slide up upon that barstool to lean towards him slightly, subtlety offering him a generous view down the valley of her ample cleavage should he wish to take it. A friendly smile graced her lips as she greeted him<strong> "Good evening, my sister and I were wondering if you would like to join us? Sharing a night's company with a strong handsome man is always a privilege."</strong>A simple invitation coupled with a following compliment should be 'gentle' enough. Oh how she wanted to just slide herself into his lap, press her breasts against him and ask in a lust filled voice<em>'How'd you like to slide your cock between my tits?'</em>Such boldness had almost always got such a great reaction, but Michael had indeed advised her to be gentle<br/><br/><br/>