She smiled and giggled at the men, knowing full well that she already had complete control over them. She deliberately dropped a cocktail napkin, and...turned around to pick it up, displaying her round ass and long legs to everyone’s view. There may have been a poker game going on above the table, but there were four raging hard-ons underneath of it. “Do you guys mind if I watch?” Katy asked, as she leaned against the table. “Not at all!” “Go right ahead!” “Be my guest!”…everyone answered. She then climbs off of me and lays down. I get up and get into missionary position. I slide my cock deep into her and pull out almost completely before thrusting back down. She moans and say "Yes Matt fuck me good". After a couple of thrust I have a rhythm going so I take her legs and push them up towards her chest getting deeper into her pussy. Then after a few thrust I straight her legs out and hold them together in front of me causing her pussy to squeeze my cock the feeling is amazing. I. Brain made several attempts to hold my hand and Inever once objected. I felt very feminine when he did it. And I wouldalways smile back at him to reassure him I was ok with it. The more Ithought about it the more I became sure about which direction I wouldgo. Don't get me wrong though, I was also thinking about experiencingthings before I was complete. I will just add it to the list of thingsto ask when I see Dr. Louis again.Brain, dad and I chatted about all the cool stuff we saw while. I could see the impressive outline of his member pressing against the material of his Savile-Row-tailored blue suit trousers.‘I see that sir dresses to the left,’ I could hear his tailor saying. That much was obvious, even to my untrained eye.“The next station is Covent Garden, please alight on the right-hand side of the train,” the train’s speakers crackled the recorded announcement, and I stirred from my seat, brushing past him as I stood. The subtle scent of sandalwood caught me. “Please.