Smith." She replied. "Mit, will you do me a favor?" She answered, "Yes, Mr. Smith. What is it?" "Please stop calling me Mr. Smith. As long as you�...re polite, and you always are, please call me Lucky. Will you do that for me?" "Yes, Mr. Smith, er...I mean, Lucky." "Thank you, Mit. Now, get your butt in the hot tub and soak a while. Don’t get out until you are all warmed up." "Yes, Mr. Smith. I mean Lucky. Thank you for being so nice to me." The teen then turned and headed to the hot tub. ..so I said Irish Whiskey off course Bushmills if they have it and I found myself smiling at him,and getting a semi at the same time..he went to the bar and came back with doubles and he we chatted for awhile.. I was about to get the next round when he said sorry I have to go I am meeting my wife at her office do as well, maybe we could meet up in the New Year unless you care to join us tonight,the smile on his face he knew I was interested,I looked at him his hand stroked my leg under the. I needed her to cum in my mouth and I needed to cum in hers. Whatever it took I was going to get what I wanted. I began to kiss under her breasts and work my way down her stomach. She shivered slightly under my lips. Every time she shivered I bit at her skin and she let out a moan. My pussy throbbed at the thought of what her pussy was going to taste like. I could not wait any longer to find out. I crawled over her legs and pulled at her panties. He lifted her ass up for me to help me get them. Even the old bill did not bother coming here often. As soon as they left their car and started a walking patrol the yobs would strike and start nicking everything off the car. From the wheels to the lights on the roof, nothing was safe. They could not afford to lose anymore cop cars so they just left the estate alone, which made the club an ideal place to meet up again.Hardly used now, the Curzon was a shabby old club. The main hall with its wooden stage and torn velvet curtains was closed off.