It was not his touch per se that made things awkward. It was his gaze. The sharp piercing gaze that seems to undress her with his eyes.Champa tried to...look for her parents but they were nowhere to be seen. She was not enjoying this. Still, he continued with his touch, he even squeezed her thigh playfully. At one point he leaned forward and whispered in her ear,“I heard you like older men,” he said this and stuck is a moist tongue in her ear. That was the creepiest thing anyone had done to her.. Well, with benefits.”“Oh, really,” the man released Carole’s hand and smiled at her. To her, he said, “Does your husband know you are here like this?”Carole nodded, ‘yes.’“Yeah, he knows,” the Boss said. “He knows how much of a slut you are, doesn’t he?” he added, looking at Carole.“Really,” the man said, still looking at Carole with a smile.“Come on, Bill, let’s get to work,” one of the other clients said. “You can mess with the whore later.”The meeting started. Carole took notes and. He always starts these games the same way, leaving me alone for a few minutes. I lay there tied, unable to move, unable to see what's happening. His touch comes suddenly, unexpectedly. A light soft touch running down between my big tits and down my stomach; he must be using a feather. Another touch at my feet, maybe leather this time, tracing it's way up my leg to the inside of my thigh. His tongue suddenly licks at my hard nipple and the sensation makes me gasp in surprise and pleasure.He. He sat down in front of her again and began licking her freshly fucked pussy, tasting his cum, cleaning her, soothing her well-used flesh, preparing her for what was to come. He had plans.“Oh, Jim, what are you doing to me,” Lisa cried as his mouth claimed her again sending new shock waves of pleasure through her overloaded nervous system.When he had satisfied himself that the last traces of his lust had been licked clean from her newly shaven pussy mound, Jim stood and walked to where Lisa’s.