I stood up and pulled the barstool out for her and watched as she stepped on the footrest with her heel and lifted her shapely bottom onto the seat. T...e muscles in the arch of her foot tightened along with her calf muscles, and I felt my cock respond to the thoughts running through my mind of me dropping to my knees and lowering my tongue to her stocking-clad foot. She looked at me. "Well, I guess that answers my question," she said quietly. Then she crossed her legs again and slipped her foot. It was a good job the walls all ran floor to ceiling, so there movements could not be detected in the adjoining room. Rudeolph said that maybe they should be moving on before somebody complains, and when Carol stood up Rudeolph twisted her around so she was leaning over the chair and he entered her from the rear and pound deep inside her. He knew the suddenness of the penetration would make her climax quickly and sure enough before he could count to 10 strokes she was flooding juices once again. I reached for her beautiful tiny tits and rubbed them. After a few more minutes of this, she took my cock completely into her mouth, while staring straight into my eyes. I was ready to blow. I started to hump up into her and she wrapped her hands around my tight ass and held me as she sucked me off. She was new to it, and did sc**** me a bit with her braces, but overall it was fantastic and I was ready to blow. A noise off to my side drew my attention. I looked over and there at the edge. ” At the parlour they looked at some of the tiger tattoos Fitz had pictures of. There was a beautiful Chinese tiger, which was exactly what Steph wanted. It would look perfect on her shoulder and creeping down her arm. Fitz told her that it would take a few sessions to finish. They got to work straight away. After the stencil was made Fitz traced it onto Steph’s shoulder and arm. He then inked the outline. After an hour or so he stopped, the outline complete. “Steph, I’ve been fondling you for.