“We have a wide ranging client list, males and females, and lots of constant work,” she told me as she auditioned me. “And we provide for some v...ry kinky people with lots of sexual fetishes.”At five-minutes after two Sandra introduced herself. Immediate chemistry and connection as we looked over each other while waiting for a coffee. She was wearing black heels, an above the knee black dress, low cut to show some inviting cleavage, with a white jacket. She had my full attention as she crossed. By the end of the night, Greg was stumbling over himself. Vanessa came over, a concerned look on her face. Mike intercepted her and offered to take Greg up to their room so that she wouldn't have to leave her guests. Vanessa looks at Greg with a frustrated stare and gives Mike their room key and her full lips silently mouthed "Thank you." "Anytime, Mrs. J.," responds Mike cheerfully. Turning to take Mr. Johnson up to his room, Mike winked at the groomsmen. From the d**gs in his system, Greg. I came back to the reception and he said that it must be locked but the two cooks and two waiters must be inside. He asked me to go from the backside and ask matchbox from the back window. I went as directed and found the window. It was a small window covered with small curtain. I removed the curtain and as I was about to shout for someone I saw a great view. Neetu was inside sitting on a kitchen counter. Her sari was raised up few inches above her knees.A cook was standing and was cooking. I make my way down your outer thighs with warm kisses before I gently part your legs, kissing my way back up along your inner thigh. I feel the heat from your body and it guides me to your hidden treasure. As I slowly kiss my way to the summit of your beautiful, inner, thighs I gently kiss around the source of the heat I’ve been feeling. Like a warm spring, I can see the flowing nectar. I ask you if I may have a taste to fuel my burning desire Without a word, your hand pulls me closer to your.