The host said, "Yessir, yousa may get to meet the boss, but yous forgot to check sumthin, Mister Charlie. A bouncer pointed us to the check room and t...e door was opened so we could enter. We passed through so the paying customers wouldn't get curious. The bouncer pointed at a small table and I took my .45 out of the shoulder holster, the .38 out of my pocket and then emptied my pockets onto the table. Sarah just shrugged when the gee pointed at her. There was no way to hide anything in that. I gave her a light smack on her right cheek before resuming my steady fucking of her pussy.'More,' she cried. 'Bit harder than that,' she asked.I dutifully smacked her ass again, this time a little more firmly.'Oh yes, that's it. Have I been bad?' she asked. Again, I was a little shocked but that shock was immediately replaced with excitement. I had never seen this side of her before but I was definitely not going to complain.'Yes, you've been really fucking bad!''I've been flirting with that. She was horny and again started kissing me. We did tongue fight as well. She was pro at it and I could assure she had surely made out before.I kissed her chins, neck, and shoulders. She was in a black bra. I put my hand on her boobs and started rubbing and pressing them. She was moaning. Her moans made me horny. I opened her bra and started sucking her boobs. She had light brown nipples. I licked and sucked them as well.Then I made her lie down and licked her navel (I always have a fantasy for. And the hair falling in his face was black, not the blonde of his wig.And it felt like he was sitting on a pillow, but that could be the bedcovers. But none of that was what really grabbed his attention.He was used to wearing a brassiere and sometimes he'd even slept in it,enjoying the foggy-brained sensation of waking up and feeling his armbrush up against the 'breasts' that he fashioned from rolled-up socks.But these breasts were soft and squishy. And until this very moment,he'd never felt.