'It's VERY formal, ' she warned him. 'You'll need to buy a very nice suit. Try the hotel, if they can't get you situated, they'll at least know who to...contact. The girls will likely need new dresses as well.''This is starting to sound like a very expensive dinner, especially considering I don't know who I'm meeting or what it's about. I don't even know if it's worth spending this much money. Can't you give me some idea of what I'm about to walk into?''Sorry, it's not that I don't want to, but. You feel me contract hard around your fingers, signaling you to slide them along my upper wall as my hands go to my breasts and repeatedly squeeze and tug my nipples. When your strong fingers reach my G-spot you stroke it just how I like, gently at first but then more firmly as I hit my peak.After a few seconds of your perfect manipulations you hit just the right spot on my clit with your tongue and I erupt, seeing a kaleidoscope of colors and flashes bursting behind my tightly shut eyes. Every. Her fingers lightly tracing over the mounds of her breasts then circling each one which caused her to get goose bumps all over her skin, the sensation only heightened her sensitivity to touch. Her nipples hardened into buds, reaching out for attention. She slowly worked her fingers all the way up over the slopes of her breasts wrapping around and squeezing slightly, only then letting her fingers touch those hard nipples. She felt the shock immediately, all the way through her body and down to. Perhaps just having someone I liked want to touch me was providing that necessary boost that my ego needed.“Can I have this dance?” I jumped at his touch. There he was, looking terribly young and ruggedly handsome in my eyes, suddenly tugging me away from my thoughts.“If it’s OK with you Mr. Callahan?”“Sure.” I heard Ken reply. I glanced back to see him staring intently at our backs as we walked away, Teddy’s hand on my elbow. I stood a little bit straighter, having his eyes staring after me..