I kept my eyes closed.When we got back to his house it was almost two o’clock in the afternoon. I had to be home by four. I prayed that he would be ...ired of torturing me by now and let me go. Yeah, there I go being stupid again.We went inside and I was sent into the bathroom to take a quick shower. I asked if there was a clean towel and Snake laughed and said, “You’re lucky I don’t make you use my dirty underwear.”I believed him.I took a quick shower and dried off with the cleanest towel I. She was dressed to kill. She had really gone all out and she looked stunning. Not overtly sexy, just incredibly classy and stunning in a way only the very rich can manage. She was wearing a low cut little black dress with her tits pushed up and bulging ever so slightly out of the top. A lightweight black jacket, fairly short but not too short, black stockings and high heels.Black really suits her. Her hair looked blacker and glossier than usual and the subtle red highlights flashed like fire.. He pressed his mouth on hers and kissed her very passionately, slipping his hands up her thighs. He lifted her onto the desk, then opened her legs and slipped her thong aside. He knelt down in front of her then placed his mouth on her pussy and sucked her juice until she squirmed.The look on her face and the way she moved her body while he sucked her made him know she wanted more. Her hands were on his head, holding him between her legs. She moaned with pleasure.Lifting his head from her pussy. They both headed off to the bar together.“Melissaaaaaa…” came a cry to one side of her.She turned to find a long-time friend appear; running towards her with open arms.Melissa hugged her back, squeezed her tightly before they stood back to look at each other. Melissa suddenly remembered her manners and coughed twice.Nice one, I knew you’d find some pussy to lick. The trouble was it was her best friend, Jenny, back from Canada.“It’s so good to see you, Jenny. I wanted you as maid of honour, you.