I circle the room, seeking out prey from behind my mask. I used to dread these charity balls until I realised wearing a mask allowed me to behave in ways I’d never imagine if they knew who I was. The married mother of three children was hidden deep behind the predatory wolf mask tonight.
“Would you like another drink, Ma’am?”
I turn my head to appraise the waitress. Cute, young, brunette, dressed in white shirt and black leggings. Her blue eyes sparkling behind her black and white bunny mask.
“Mmm, I think I’d prefer you," I reply, moving in closer, licking my lips as she stares, eyes widening. She blushes, a redness growing from her neck up over her face.
She drops her eyes and whispers “Really Ma’am?”
I step in closer, my height towering over her petite 5’2” frame. My heart beats faster as I see how submissive she is.
“Put down the tray and head to the ladies room,” I tell her, taking the tray from her and placing it on a nearby table. She blushes again, then nods and sets off. I follow her, watching her pert little bubble butt sway as she heads to a bathroom in a more secluded part of the hotel.
I glance around then follow her into the bathroom and lock the door. As she turns towards me, I put my hands on her shoulders and push her against the wall, kissing her hard on the lips, taking her, claiming her.
"Unbutton the shirt!” I order.
I tighten my fingers through her hair, forcing her to look up at me as I continue to force my tongue into her mouth. As she opens the shirt my hand scoops her little breasts out. I cup one in my hand, the pink nipple hardening as I squeeze the flesh, pawing at her. My hand goes between her legs, one finger pressing on her wet slit, rubbing her through the damp material.
"Beg for it,” I tell her and as she whispers a “please,” I swiftly drop to my knees and pull leggings and panties down to her ankles in one swift movement.
I drag her down to the floor before stripping my dress off, climbing on top of her in my black lacy bra and panties. Leaning over her, I push my left leg between hers, rubbing my thigh against her wet velvet slit, feeling her juices running out of her and smearing onto me. I undo my bra and let my larger 32c boobs hang over her mouth.
"Suck my tits," I order as I push my fingers between her legs, fingers curling inside her cunt as my thumb rubs her clit. My fingers squelch as I fuck her, her juices flooding out over my hand and down her ass crack as she writhes beneath me on the floor.
I sit back and push her knees wider apart, admiring her neat triangle of dark curls. Her cunt open, juices oozing out as I bend my head and lap them up, tasting her nectar. I pick up her yellow panties from the floor and sniff them.