Her olive skin shimmered in the subdued light at the restaurant. Her eyes were inviting but exotic at the same time. She had a full mouth, always a go...d sign for someone with my fetish. We were in a busy restaurant in Las Vegas, but all I could think about was peeling off her dress, bending her over our table, and going at it by either going down on her or fucking her.Making matters worse, it was clear to me that Gina knew exactly what I was thinking. She had this sly smile and I'm certain she. Before Monica left the house, she tried to tell me some mumbo jumbo that it wasn't what it looked alike and that I was her only love and so on. Once again I shouted at her to shut up and a few seconds later she obeyed and left.Now afterwards I can only remember that I must have had a very serious shock because when looking back at what happened during the first hours after discovering them was like being in a fog.However, I know for sure that I rang my job and told them the truth and promised. Mary-Kate is to remain naked until I return!” With that I left them and went to check on how Sally and Chris where doing. I needed something from the press anyway.I looked in and watched as Sally was roughly removing the huge strap on from Chris’s ass. Chris’s ass and thighs were crisscrossed with welts and blood and shit were leaking down his ass. As I took in this scene she realised that I was looking.“Nice job so far” I commented. “You’ll have to do something about that mess though” I said. " But mum?. what if someone sees me?" he said looking at me directly. "They will think I am a sissy." Don?t be silly," I said. "Lots of men wear ponytails ? look at all those wrestlers on TV (all though none of them use scrunches I thought to myself quietly). Do you think any one calls them sissy?"That got him. He sat quietly, then added, "As long as know one else but you or Samantha see me I guess it is alright." Ok sit quietly while I finish up."I had the hair already in a bunch. I brushed.