.. I mean look." What if they were bigger?" God knows they'll probably get there now!!" Do you want bigger breasts?" I don't know..." He stopped, proc...ssing what he said. "I don't know? Whydon't I know? I should definitely know!"He looked down at his perky boobs again and stared. I was barely holdingit together, it was a good thing there was a table between us or he'd beseeing something very ungentlemanly happening in my pants."Maybe you're right, maybe I need to follow through, figure this. ”He didn’t answer, not really knowing if he was or not. But just kept stroking it with his lips and tongue like he had seen done to him often before.After about a minute she broke the silence. “I bet you wish it were real, don’t you slave?”Yes, master,” he replied not really believing what he was saying. He was no fag, had no desire to have sex with a man. His only aim was to satisfy his master. That was his purpose.Lick my balls too,” she cooed. “Don’t neglect them. That’s it baby, you sure. She felt weird about the door being closed but she didn't care, what could ever happen anyway? So they go to the sink, he opens the tap and makes sure that the temperature of the water is just fine and he gently washes her face with his left hand. He looked into the mirror and saw that beautiful face of hers and her innocent eyes looking straight into his and he couldn't take it anymore.He suddenly said: "That's enough." He took her from her hand made her stand faceing the toilet and bend her. I took another sip of my Manhattan, leaned back in my seat and began to scan the crowd. When my gaze got to the escalators leading down from the hotel lobby I saw her. The red hair first caught my attention; a fiery red, almost orange, flowing down past her shoulders. She was wearing a tropical flower sun dress and wedge sandals. I could not take my eyes off of her as she rode down the escalator, a radiant smile on her face. When she got to the bottom she looked at her phone for a few seconds.