The last time you saw me, you told me I looked like an asshole and smelled like Poligrip. Don’t you remember?” he seemed surprised. He walked in b...hind her and noticed Savannah was holding her ass cheeks apart with her butt facing the door. She was smiling and looking over her shoulder at him when he walked in. Karen smacked her butt with a crop and made her look straight ahead.“Yes, Sir, I remember that but not your name. I am sorry about that. You have an appointment today at 2:30 pm. I am. I had to set me up quickly and catch her in my arms. She hung unconscious in my grasp. I blow her gently in the ear so she will come back to consciousness. She woke up and turned around. She was hazy in her eyes, she sat on the chair in the cabin. I brought my hand down to the little man he was about to explode, she got up quickly and went behind my back. She took my hands and tied them together with cable ties behind my back. She took a new strap around my elbows. Then she shoved me forward. "Pantyhose are all right, but when I'm going out its always nylons," she confided in a soft voice.Eric had no reply as he continued to enjoy the view. Girls in exotic lingerie were a favourite of his and the escorts in Vegas knew this and always wore them when he was in town. Between the sight of her legs and the feeling of her firm body pressed against his, he began to get hard. He stared into her liquid brown eyes and the cherry red lipstick as she spoke while her perfume filled his. The elevator dinged and we stepped in nervously, glancing to see if any last-minute passengers might spoil our fun. But the door closed and we were alone.“You sure about this?” he asked, tone incredulous, as he reached for his zipper.I answered with a cocky smile. Thirty-eight floors, I told myself. Two minutes. The door bumped shut, drowning out the sounds of the busy lobby. Before the elevator could even move, I was crouching in front of him, his already hard dick in my hand. I gave it a.