I asked her to dress up for me in a short skirt (Just above the knees) stockings, no panties black bra and a blouse with a little cleavage. I went out...first and told her to dress after I left and I would meet her in the bar as if I just met her. unknown to her I had a ranged for a escort to meet us in the bar casually! I had told him what we looked like and I hid myself and watched as she came into the bar. She sat in a corner table and asked for a wine. he came in and sat down at the next. Rod took intimacy to a new level, evoking a response from her that felt wild and wanton. Sensations spiralled through her body, taking her higher than she believed possible. If this was what he could do with his mouth, how could she survive the onslaught when he took possession. Would she burn up completely? Rod continued the path down her body until he discovered the place he had been seeking – her sensuous mound and labia lips. He teased her lower lips with his tongue, purposely avoiding the. I said "I sure do I'm just worried she would think I was taking advantage". She then said something like "Did you want to do other stuff as I do" I snapped at the chance and said "sure, what type of stuff you got in mind". She turned her head around and looked up and I lowered my head and we kissed, She was a good kisser, much better than her sister. She stood up with me still behind her kissing and squeezing her boobs which now had rock hard big wide long nipples finishing them off. We walked. It indulged his little fancies, like having his mother in his harem, then selling her, then buying her back after her new Master had impregnated her. He had, after all, given the country what it wanted. He had now four possible successors, the Crown Prince, who was three, his half-brother, four months younger, and two other infant sons. He had even kept up the tradition started by his grandfather of hunting in a specially built artificial chase, where female slaves were hunted using Irish.