“What do you mean, for staaaaaaaah” Michelle trailed off into a moan as Cris sucked on her clit. Missy leaned over and began massaging and twistin... Michelle’s nipples through her shirt, bringing more moans. It didn’t take much of the two of them playing her body like a guitar for Michelle to disintegrate into a powerful orgasm. Like before, Cris drew it out of her and let her down slowly before giving her a final lick and sitting up.As Michelle lay on the bed, chest heaving, Missy reached into. He grasped my hand and walked me within one of the most expensive hotel rooms that I'd ever been in, in my life. Handing me a drink, a gold envelop , he offered me an appetizer and let me know he's be gone in the kitchen area for a few shakes. I took that as being, " You can count your money and make sure its all there while I am away!". Happy that he was understanding. I did just that. Make sure that it was all there. Tucked it away in my bra and sipped the champagne. It was very lovely.. We exchanged e-mails and talked for hours on instant messenger. It was an innocent flirtation. We were both married, she was in Florida, I lived in New York. We didn't think we would ever meet. She was a shameless flirt. She said she loved to be spanked and she wanted me to describe what it would be like if we met. Would I be strict with her? Would I put her over my knee like a child? She could just imagine the shame and embarrassment of being treated like a naughty girl. Her husband wasn't. I said I was going to ask Leigh to dance next, perhaps I could get a clue about her then.Back at our table I talked with Leigh for a bit then asked her to dance.Leigh danced as far away as her arms would let her. I was half hard from dancing with Ann and when someone bumped me into Leigh. She felt it.I kept her tight against me as I spun away from the clumsy bastard that had bumped me.Leigh made no attempt to put that distance between us again.She put her head on my shoulder and molded her body.
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