Baxter was a very strange woman or she had planned everything because as far as he could see there was not a mirror in the place and Andy was dying to...see his reflection.It was nearly ten o'clock when Mrs. Baxter was satisfied and finally dismissed him. "I'll expect you dressed as you are, waiting outside my door at 8.30 prompt Andrea..." She said coolly as she showed him to her flat door. Dropping his keys and the black skirt and blue blouse into his hand she added humourlessly. "Don't even. It was all the confirmation she needed. “Are you into me?”“Yes. For longer than I realized.”“Good,” she said. “I wouldn't want to have read the signals wrong.”Watching him work the wheel was even more pleasurable entertainment, knowing he wanted her.“Ready about,” he called.She jumped up, positioned herself near the starboard jib line, and called, “Ready.”“Helms alee,” he called.She released the line and ducked under the boom as it swung across the boat. Jumping over to the port capstan, she. The main floor if the club was the dance area, and the second floor was here there was a sort if restaurant where you could order some food, sit and eat. And in the ‘restaurant’ area there was a number of couches, where couples would make out and ‘get to know’ one another. And of course throughout the club there were number of bars that somebody could order a drink from. It must have been ‘little black dress night’ or something, because, nine out of ten, of those stunningly beautiful women were. I could say he was enjoying it a lot.“Amir, I want to taste your ass” I said. Without wasting a second he moved forward and kept his entire fluffy ass on my face.My whole face was now buried under his cute naked ass. I started to lick his asshole. It felt odd but it made both of us horny at the same time. I loved the taste as well.“Anjana baby, You’re the best. Oh god yes, yes yes. I love you bhabhi” he said while screaming in pleasure. After sometime we both couldn’t take it anymore. We both.