Miss Judith

I opened the door and walked into a tremendous, mirror-
covered bathroom. It suddenly dawned on me that I wasn't
alone. Miss Judith, the dancer, was staring at me.

"Excuse me," I mumbled. I wanted to get out of there but
I couldn't seem to move from the spot. Judith, who was
combing her hair, didn't look the least surprised to see
me there.

"Are you coming or going, honey," she said. My heart and
my cock jumped up at the same moment. "Coming, if that's
OK with you," I managed to say. She made it obvious that
it was fine with her, this vampire-woman I'd been eyeing
all evening.

I got excited just looking at her,with her green finger-
nails, green lips, and green eyes. I don't remember who
made the first move, but suddenly we were up against the
wall, she with her back to it and me glued to her body,
both of us wriggling and writhing and breathing hard.

Then I was inside her skirt and she was inside my pants
and we fell on to a straw mat on the tiled floor. Her
face glowed with a witch's ecstasy as she shoved and
wiggled underneath me, moving my cock up and down with
one hand and running the green fingernails of the other
up and down my back.

I pulled up her leopard-skin dress, pulling down her
damp panties and rammed my hard tool into her. We rose
and fell on the hard floor until we came together, with
a shout. We stood up. She pulled her panties off over
her high-heeled shoes with practiced efficiency, and
used them to wipe come from between her legs, finally
stowing them in her handbag.

"That was marvelous," she said.
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