Consternation creased her exquisitely manicured eyebrows. "Surely one should not behave in such a manner, should one? It’s simply not proper." She b...ought cherry polished nails to one cheek and gave it an idle scratch. "At fifty-five, one should know better. But what would you have done?"Rebecca Delaney glanced up from her notes over the top of oval Ted Baker glasses, cocoa eyes registering a flicker of annoyance before settling on the well-dressed woman several feet from her. "You're paying. It didn't hurt but it startled me."Give me a straight answer or we'll both go to bed alone and play with ourselves," she said, poking me a second time."Okay, okay," I said as I pulled her to me. She came willingly, wrapped her arms around my neck and thrust her tummy against my cock. "We're leaving early because you said you wanted to see my room." And?" And, you said you wanted me to remove your clothes." And?" And, you said you wanted to me to lick your pussy." And?" And, you said you wanted. She kept my pants on, no unbuttoning, no unzipping, no fondling of my penis whatsoever. Subtly, I unbuttoned my pants. Slightly later, I unzipped my fly. Still later, in as quick and subtle a fashion as I could mange I slipped off my own pants. I didn’t do anything to guide her hand to my penis. I was just fingering her while kissing her mouth and ample breasts. At probably 5 AM, I took another risk. I licked her pussy above her underwear. It certainly smelled primed – very musky, but also very. She was very much into the game that she didn’t bother to move and her boobs were touching my shoulder. All this made me distracted and I could barely concentrate on the game. But some how finished it.Then she asked if she could play the game and asked me to help her. By all this, I was already hard and she too was a bit different but I could not figure out what. So I said ok and told her to take the spare chair and she was sitting to my left side. She was driving which is really bad so I.