The material clung to her swaying breast and her large erect nipples were clearly visible. The model never said a word. She only smiled, twirled aroun..., stood briefly for our appraisal then moved on. Eight or nine equally beautiful ladies repeated this spectacle at 10 or 15-minute intervals. Each wore elegant evening or bedroom attire. Each displayed professionalism as she modeled the clothing. Each appeared unaffected by their near nakedness in a room full of lusty men. I was envious of their. He must have been at least six foot four inches. The heels maybe gave her an extra six inches to work with. As soon as the dress was dropped she stood exposed to the seemingly cool air around circulating around them, beneath her little black bra her nipples started to harden as the air licked at them. With his arms wrapped around her waist again, her lifted her a couple inches off the floor helped her step out from the dress before walking backwards to the kitchen island where he spun them. But in the auto I could not get the chance to feel her ass.Any way when we reached her house she closed the door and went inside her drawing room i too followed her and sat in front of her.I asked her about her health and she said only a minor headache.I asked shall i massage her head but she refused.I was cursing my luck as whe was not giving me any signals to go ahead and more over i was afraid to ask any favor from her as she was a strict lady.Any way i went into the kitchen,made tea and. I asked her if she would like to “jack” him? She declined, adding “That will just make a mess too fast”. I requested that we kiss as we touch each other. She told me that she wasn’t removing her clothes and that we could kiss after I made a mess.She kept gently touching my cock and balls. Over and over. She pinched my dick’s head. She tugged him. And twisted him around and around. She held up straight and then let him fall back to my tummy. Each time, she giggled when he fell back. Ten minutes.