. I can tell by your dress that you are not wearing any panties. This excites me. I whisper in your ear...can I buy you a drink .... you don't even lo...k back and say yes. I remain behind you as we have our drink...my hand slides along your side and rests on your hip. Your head leans back as your lips part....my hand moves behind you and cups your ass cheek...you let out a small sigh...a smile comes across your lips letting me know it's all good to proceed. You order another round for us. I move. .” he said tentatively. “We all know that, because all the women use their man until he is dried and out of fluid, either by sucking him off or fucking him until he goes limp. The younger ones of course have a fascination for the man’s cum since they don’t see it, smell it or taste it very often.” “And what do you plan to do with me?” Girard asked, seemingly unafraid of what might happen. Velma smiled and touched his thigh. “Cena and Willa will not let me have you very often, so I will. My room was quite a few floors up but I had other, more urgent needs on my mind. We climbed two flights and then I stopped and faced her. She looked up at me, slightly out of breath from the climb and I pulled her towards me. We kissed, her soft lips pressing against mine, parting as her tongue slipped into my mouth. She was turned on as much as I was and our hands were all over each other in no time. We probed and explored each others mouths as I ran my hands down to her breasts, rubbing them. "May I kiss you now, Master?" you hissed in the heat of passion. "Yes, slave, kiss, me and kiss me well, you wanton cum begging slave," I answered. You took my hands and placed them softly on your tits and raised those firm, wonderful tits, toward me with just by increasing the fullness of your lungs. Your hands went to my face and held it tightly on both sides. You tilted your head and your tender lips brushed mine. You moved those lips wonderfully across my lips softly until I was sure you.