."Hey, didn't I hear that you got a new boyfriend?" She nodded to say yes. "He know you work here?" She shook her head. "Naughty" I said, giving her a...little wink. "How do you think he'd react if he knew?" "He'd hate it" She replied "and he'd also hate this even more..." With that she straddled me, and I had the familar feeling again of her big tits pressed against my face.I then felt her start to grind her hips, and in a flash her bra was off. Now I know the 'no touching' rules of a strip club. I started to run the length of her slit, and would knock her clit back and forth at the top of my swipe. Her pussy was very wet, and fingers were touching her all over, but in no particular pattern.We didn’t talk for 15 minutes as we just stroked each other. I love when you make a woman feel good; because you absolutely own her if you know what you are doing. I decide to raise the stakes a little as I reached a little further back and started to tease her ass hole. I had her pussy juice all. But I would appreciate you not giving them more reason to think as such!"Roquan smiled. "I will attempt such in the future."Doran drained the rest of his wine and regarded Roquan with wry amusement. "Somehow, I doubt you will succeed."The woman that lay upon the treatment table was one of Roquan's older and most experienced slaves. Yet even with all her experience, this once a moon ritual overwhelmed her senses until she floated in an endless ocean of pure sexual bliss.Her curly brown hair lay. My parents were quite liberal and relaxed like that and afterall Marina was not a typical maid, she was a housekeeper. She loved to bein a dress though when she was working at home. She had several brightcoloured printed cotton dresses she was buying on line and sent to herfrom Philippines. They were called 'duster dresses' and were consideredhouse frocks back in her country. She was also wearing large practicalcotton aprons when on duty so you had the impression that she was lookinglike a.