”“Oh no! Please!” But she mimed taking down her panties. When she stood, she covered her delta with her hands.“Lie down on my lap. Then I can�...�t see what you’re trying to hide.” She lay down on his lap. She could already feel Terry’s -- or Mr. Brown’s -- erection against her side. “Now put your hands on the back of your neck.” When she did, he brushed her hair forward and held both her hands in his left. He stroked over her butt with his fingers.“Mr. Brown!”“Oh, yes.” He pulled his hand back,. I felt her hand withdraw, my body trembling from a combination of chill and arousal. After a few seconds it found purchase again, and her now-slippery finger drew soft circles around my sensitive star, coating it with freshly-applied lube. She probed teasingly, just the fingertip, and then withdrew again.After another brief pause, I felt the tell-tale cool sensation of my metal plug on my asshole and winced as she slowly, deliberately, began to press it into me. My ring resisted and. You excuse yourself for the night and she says she'll stay and talk. After some time, she leaves a note on a napkin with a room number as she whispers in my ear "Don't be afraid to have fun". After debating, I go to the room and she is waiting for me, wearing a nice red lacey lingerie set. She's pushing her wonderful tits together. Her lingerie is crotchless, her pussy is freshly waxed, ready and waiting for me. I walk in and begin kissing her, running my hands along her back, her arms, running. My mouth open in a silent gasping moan it feels so good. He'sleaning against me and me against the pool table and my stockinged thighrubbing on him and his thigh between my legs and him kissing my neck, hepulls back looking at me with those eyes...and I cum, alot, and again, gasping for breath, soaking my panties, my hipshumping against his thigh, staring into his eyes. Gasping, mouth wide open,he held me tight, my eyes rolled back in my head, I think I fainted withpleasure. He leans in and.