She asked me again whether I was a virgin or not."Maybe."This piqued her interest more."OK. What kind of women do you like? Someone like me, or someon... like your mom?" I don't know." Come on, tell me. Do you like women who are shy and modest or women who love to enjoy life?" Maybe women who aren't shy." Well, so you like women like me. Tell me do you like them well-built or more like your mother?" Haven't thought about that." Would you like to date a woman who has a body like mine or your. She smiled her smile and said, “Don’t worry Suzy, you haven’t been kidnapped… Amsterdam is a small town!”“How do you know Justyna?” I was still uncertain.“She modelled for Jenneke and plans to do so again soon, so we keep in touch.” This all made sense, I had seen Justyna’s picture on her phone and was about to ask more questions when someone took my hand… Jenneke herself.“My brown eyed girl! Sorry not to have greeted you sooner. I was dealing with dealers!”Then Jenneke took off her hat and. "Next time you make a joke like that, I'll bite you down there." And just to make her point, she gave my erection a squeeze. "So tell me, Daddy. What are your fantasies?"I told her every single one.Oh, you want to know too? Fuck off. I have told you everything else, and still you are not satisfied? Typical. Use your own imagination.She was suitably impressed at my imagination, in any case, and would occasionally 'ooh' or 'aah' at a particularly intriguing suggestion. It pleased me quite greatly. When you're ready come and sit on the couch."When I nervously emerged for my examination I found Mandy standing beside the couch, hands on hips, holding a stainless steel spatula in one hand. "Gown open please, Keith. Keep quite still." She knelt on the floor, revealing even more of those adorable stocking-clad legs and a pair of trim little ankles.I proudly showed her my fully erect manhood. She gently probed her spatula against my testes and then the underside of my penis. "My, we are.