"If that be true, then where were her hands at that very moment? "But... ?"The question must have been obvious, "I am not masturbating for my own desi...e honey, but because you asked me too."Okay, that did not help my confusion in the least, in fact it only added to it.My Aunt looked away from me, gazing soberly at the wall beneath the shower head - the mood lost, her hands coming out of the water, her feet dropping back in. Something just happened that I had no comprehension of, something I. I made sure he was plenty nervous before I opened the door for him.When he finally was allowed to enter, he did the best he could to look cool and carry himself with swagger, but his eyes glanced around nervously and his hands shook when he grabbed the chair I offered him. I smiled. The goddamn Aurora lipstick may be mismatched, but it sure gave my lips a wicked outline.I took out the lipstick to redraw them before I addressed him. “So,” I said finally. “Darrell, is it?”He nodded. “Yeah,” he. You give Mila a quizzical look. “That is my boss. This is her bar. She says to take good care of you.” In your head you could think of a million ways Mila could take care of you. You pull your thought together and decide to order. “I'm not extremely hungry just a tad, maybe an appetizer?” Mila looks at the menu….then at you. “I have just the thing for you. It’s only served in our VIP area. Follow me to the back. I think you will like this.” Confused as you had never seen a bar have a separate. I brushed away a thread of saliva that was connecting his glans and my lips and looked up. He still smiled at me and reached down, grabbing me slightly beneath my breasts to lift me up. He turned me around and I -almost instinctively- leaned down and supported myself on the bench. I was now giving him a full view of my butt and my lips. I could almost instantly feel his fingers, rubbing gently over and between my lips again. I let out a small sigh and turned my head showing him a lusting smile..