The reservation is at Café Antonia and is a casual meal at 5:30 p.m. with a small group of associates from the Paris firm. You should be done by 8:00...p.m. Then you can come back to the room and have dessert with me. McKinley was brushing his teeth when Grace’s text popped up on his phone. He read it and sent her a quick reply.I promise you that dessert will be much more satisfying than last time.She replied, smirking as she typed.As I recall, the first part of our dessert was delicious. It was. ’ ‘Perhaps, but not quite yet.’ I began to kiss my way down her chest, getting just below her tits before I popped out of her. What had been gentle moans of appreciation and contentedness were now moans of confusion and withdrawal (again, pun intended). ‘What are you doing?’ ‘You’ll see.’ ‘No, give me that dick back baby, I want that dick me. Please…’ ‘Oh do you now?’ She was mine now, whether she knew it or not. ‘Yes, please, you have no idea how long it’s been since I had some good dick like. I then licked her body,her boobs,her navel,her inner thigh and finally I started giving her oral pleasure. I was using my tongue and finger at the same time and in some time she had an orgasm. And the we lied there. We later gave oral pleasure to each other in the 69 position. While we were still in the position she got up and say on my dick and started to move forward backward. And we changed positions. Missionary. Doggy style. Spooning. And in some time we both came and went to sleep. I woke. We had participated in a fashion show and the theme for our team was Office. Everyone was wearing a white shirt with red tie and black trousers. I too was in the same attire.But I had loosened my tie so that the knot rested on my boobs and the top buttons were obviously open.The shirt was tight, of course, because of which my boobs were trying to tear out of it. Hence my chest was open to view. Plus my trousers were tight too and the rest you can imagine what effect it must be having on the.