Her hands had drifted to that green kimono with the dangerously loosening yellow obi. She gripped the yellow fabric, her nimble hands exploring it while digits sought out the quickest way to free the kimono of the obi's grasp until it was almost fully undone and hanging rather loosely around the catgirl's slim waist. That quick smooch was eagerly returned as she attempted to lengthen it as long as possible, at least until Catalina's hands found her breasts.<br/><br/>Catalina's hands had slipped under that mithril chain shirt to grab her chest mountains through the soft supple leather of her tight bodysuit. A loud moan was the feline woman's reward for treating two of her body's most sensitive spots to a nice squeezing fondle. That beautiful face disappearing against her cleavage was such a wonderful visual treat. A surprised moany laugh was released from her lips as those loud purrs sent vibrations fully through her chest, waking up those already hardening nipples to instantly begin straining against her clothing.<strong>"Haaaa yes! Louder!"</strong>Her head leaned back as she enjoyed Catalina's purring nuzzling and massaging hands while the drums began to play. She shifted her eyes' attention to the stage even as her own hands raised to fondle Catalina's breasts through the soft fabric of the green kimono, copying the motions that her feline friend was currently treating her own heaving tits to.<br/><br/>Rarovan wasn't the only one with a swimming head, those clouds of lust were mixing with the wine to treat the redhead to such a wonderful inhibition melting combination. It did not take her long to slide fully within the male warrior's lap, leaving her chair forgotten as she straddled his other leg. Those naughty curved hips couldn't help but squirm and wriggle, teasing herself against the top of his thigh as that lower pouty lip was bitten down upon. The soft white silk cups cradling her ample twins in a supportive embrace offered very little resistance to Rarovan's touch as her nipples came alive, soon pressing against his palm as he continued that nice groping massage.<br/><br/>She heard the drums, but didn't look just yet, she had a mission to accomplish. She could sense and even see the masculine warrior's growing arousal as it strained against his trousers. That belt found itself almost immediately unbuckled before her right hand was snaking into the front of those now loosened pants to fish out her rather large friend. She let out a moany whimper as Rarovan's hand left her breast, but that did not stop her from ensuring the freedom of his erection. She offered the exposed member a single firm squeeze before her hands were raising from it, leaving it for Amalea to enjoy should the purple haired beauty so choose. Both of her hands were then employed in offering Amalea a slow kneading breast massage through the silk of her low cut dress.<br/><br/>Bright emeralds were peeking from half-lidded eyes as she finally looked to the stage just in time to see the two beautiful dancers with the amazing bodies emerge from behind the screen. She just couldn't help herself, she had to have some fun. Staring intently at the ivory dancer, Amalea would feel her grasp loosen from that left wonderful breast just enough to allow those fingertips to begin slowly tracing teasing designs along the front of that perky mammary. Under her breath slipped free a few choice elven words carried on the backs of heated moans. Her right hand immediately returned to offering her friend's left breast that sensual massage, both hands once again being used in perfect rhythm even as she continued to stare at the dancers, concentrating upon the ivory dancer.<br/><br/>The ivory dancer would be targeted with a wonderful little spell. If the naughty spell took hold, the sensations applied to the ivory dancer's body would be the very same slow massaging fondling that was currently being applied to Amalea's breasts. The only difference being that the ivory dancer would feel the massaging hands directly against her breasts, rather than through the fabric covering them.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Cast Grope on the Ivory Dancer. Save DC 15 Fort</div></div>