"Yesss" he said, and let me into the apartment.The living room was large and lovely, with accent lighting, a bar, aglass wall overlooking the city, an... an array of couch, settee, chairs,and ottomans. I counted five men lingering around in party fashion.They were all white, and all younger than my host. They all stood whenmy host led me by the hand to the middle of the room."Gentlemen," he announced, "our lady of the evening has arrived. Comemeet Miss Chen."The men gathered around me, and I. The way they curved when she smiled or arched when she was upset, was so expressive. She had a cute nose that scrunched up when she was happy. How I would love our noses to touch.But nothing compared to the beauty of her body as she discarded her nightie. Proud breasts dwarfed her petite hands but she smiled when she gave them a gentle morning squeeze. Ooh, what a smile it was, too. Her areolae were dark and large and her nipples hardened and protruded way beyond my imagination. I yearned to. Fir usne mera top utaar diya aur meri gardan par daant kaatne laga.Main jaldi se neeche baith gayi aur maine uski belt khol kar uski pant neeche kar di. Usne mera sir pakda aur underwear mein se hi apna lund mere muh par maarne laga. Woh apna lund underwear mein se hi mere muh mein daal raha tha. Main uske underwear ko chaat rahi thi.Fir maine uska underwear neeche kiya aur uska lund uchal kar mere muh par laga. Fir maine uske lund ko pyaar se chooma aur lund ke ched ko apni jeebh se sehlane. "That fucking whore, shit-for-brains... manager!" (his worst swearword)."She's only gone and changed her mind again, the stuff we've done so far will be fucking ruined if she carries on being such a cunt." One thing about Jon, he was so refined in his language.He threw the bundle of papers he was carrying, onto the side of my desk and slumped into the spare chair."So, what is it that she (the cow) is doing that was so worth seeing?" he asked, in an exasperated tone.I smiled at him for a couple.