I mentally agreed.Rose entered shortly after. The table was angled so that I had an excellent side-on view of Steven. She adjusted the sheet before ru...bing his body through it, her hands moving smoothly and with purpose. From their earlier conversation, they seemed familiar with each other. How many times had this other woman seen my boyfriend naked? Touched his body? Just where had her hands wandered? I took the chance to observe her.She looked about forty, but it was clear she kept herself in. He licked my pussy folds and pushed his tongue right up into my cunt. I was moaning and groaning, while he played with my breasts. He was pulling them and squeezing at my nipples, while he tongue-fucked me deep and hard. I came on his tongue. “You’re quite a little whore. I’ve wanted your ass since the day you moved in. Fucking hell.” Brad was twenty and really sexy. I had thought about him every now and again. Now we were going to be making love. Brad stood up and removed his boxers. He was. The giddiness had yet to wear off and it was making me even more excited than earlier. Before I went into my room, I checked through another window to see if the boy was there in his room. Luckily, his lights were on and I could see him lying on his bed reading a book. I grinned to myself as I strolled into my room tossing my cheer bag in the corner. I turned on some music and started to dance a little. This music was different from the night before though, it was slower and had a sultrier vibe. There is a club called the Golden Cat here in Santiago, but it is not the place where the bastards you work with hang out, is it?” He leaned in close enough for her to smell the whisky on his breath. “The Golden Cat belongs to the Lanzas, the Mafia, and so there is no way the Russians ‘own’ it.”Manuel stood back from where his captive sat and grinned. “So little pussy, I'm afraid that your suffering isn't over, after all. In fact, it has only just begun. Emilio, I'll take over with the rod now.