Her brow raised as Travis tried to explain<strong>"Just wants to?"</strong>She certainly didn't want to push the issue too much. But if this was a big concern of his, it would be better to know so that she could do her best to ensure it would not be a problem. She could of course make her own assumptions, but that often did more harm than good. Her hand softly squeezed where it was, placed just about his knee<strong>"The more you tell me, the more I'll beable to make sure this is a truly enjoyable evening"</strong>It seemed as though he perhaps meant that his brother was rather seductive and thus always got the attention. The way he had cut himself off though, just left too many possibilities. Guessing incorrectly could be disastrous indeed. If worse came to worse she could always suggest that each pair share a different room, but that of course was a last resort suggestion. After all it seemed that Travis may be slowly warming up to the idea of the four of them sharing a room.<br/><br/>It wasn't long before naughty hips were humping over Michael's teasing thigh so very obscenely. Lust glazed emeralds orbs focusing on that impressive tent, loving the sensations as she felt his pre-cum slowly moisten the fabric under her touch. The rubbing of her fingers and palm over that bulbous mushroom would not increase. Keeping the same steady slow rhythm, after all it was her turn to do a bit of teasing. Her emeralds finding his own eyes as she answered his question in a hushed lustful whisper<strong>"D-de-dep-dpends on...o-on how...how..how mu...how much fun...fun we-we're...h-ha-hav-having"</strong>Each shift of his hips against her hand was rewarded with her slightly tightening her grip, her fingers pressing down more firmly to hold the underside of his southern head against her massaging palm.<br/><br/>The withdrawing of his thigh against her yearning imprisoned pussy caused a rather loud moaning whimper to escape from her mouth, she immediately bit back down on that lower lip as her eyes gave a quick look about the tavern. He had left her sitting a bit haphazardly upon the very edge of the bar stool, shapely thighs parted as her high heeled boots were hooked into the bottom railing of the stool. Her liquid lust had absolutely soaked the crotch of her teddy, turning the white elven silk all but transparent as those lust engorged puffy petals pressed against the slightly camel toe-ing fabric. The absence of Michael's thigh had caused that left hand to win the war of self-control. It was slowly beginning to wander from atop her knee, caressing a path up her glistening inner thigh. She focused her gaze back upon Michael as she risked releasing that lower lip to speak once again<strong>"Onoooo-only fai-fair th-t-that you....mmmmmake a mmmme-mess...t-t...too, be-b-besides...cl-clean...clean up...can b...can be..."</strong>And she would just trail off slowly licking those full northern lips.<br/><br/>Stephanie noticed how his gaze just very briefly wandered back over to Dawn and Michael before snapping back to her, yet this time focusing upon her hips. She would actually increase the suggestive squirming, wriggling and occasional side to side shaking her hips were offering to the barstool's cushion in a bold masturbatory tease. Her breathing deepened as a result. When his eyes quickly found her's once again she would just allow that smile to widen<strong>"I really hope you're enjoying both views, it's okay to look"</strong>Referring to both Dawn and herself "<strong>We want you to"</strong>Her hand was slowly moving the top of his thigh from it's previous position of friendly reassurance above his knee. She leaned a bit closer to him<strong>"Tell me exactly what you would like to do"</strong>