Gene grinned and took her arm and escorted her to the door.“Coming here makes me feel like a snob,” she said softly as they followed the maitre d�...� to a secluded table in a corner.Gene seated her and sat to her left and moved his chair over until his knee touched hers. “You’re the last person in the world who could be a snob,” he said.A waiter brought a wine bucket on a stand, a wine steward brought a bottle of champagne, opened it and poured two glass and left without saying a word.“You know. My need for my fix was too strong.The only practicality intruding into my fantasy world was the need for a conversation with Francis, to explain to him what we had in mind and to check if he was okay with it. Part of me thought this should be a ‘man-to-man’ conversation, but in the end, we agreed it was best handled by Sue. She knew Francis better than I did, and she convinced me that Francis would be more likely to talk openly about this kind of thing to a woman than another guy.When Sue came. I moaned as she administered her pain to my cock. I rewarded Simone by licking around and inside her ass, and consumed this older woman's ass like I was a man possessed. As she pushed her ass back to meet my tongue exploring her pulsating ass (hole) she rewarded me with a slow and teasing hand job. I knew I'd never come given that her stroking my cock was almost casual, unexpectedly halting every few strokes, I was sure if this was my reward or punishment. I knew she was getting off on not. .. She had to create an opportunity for herself and finish it off.The hallway was really dark. In contrast with the luxury and relative modernity of her studio, it resembled more some medieval dungeon, sparsely lit by flickering torches. "The Prince highly values tradition" Rashid had once said. It showed, Anna thought. It looked like the last renovation of the Harem premises had taken place centuries ago!"Just another indication that you better get out of here as soon as possible," she.