”“Yes, Miss Demonica.”“You learn fast. I like that, Camilo. See you tomorrow night.”He’d been waiting at a table in The Elephant Room jazz...club for ten minutes when Mistress Demonica walked in. Camilo’s eyes widened and his mouth fell open as soon as he spotted her. She was every bit as stunning as her pictures on Fetlife. Maybe more so.The dark skinned Goddess’ appetite for leather and latex had not been overstated. Her dark hair fell around her head in luscious waves. A tight, black leather. She had everything she wanted (well…. almost!) including a figure that seemed to turn more heads now than ever before – not skinny by any means but going in and out in all the right places, olive-skinned with thick dark hair and brown eyes, she always looked forward to the extensive tan which these breaks usually provided. There was something about the combination of foreign holidays and sun which always seemed to turn Jill’s thoughts to those basic physical needs which lay under the surface –. I will also be the lady you want me to be. I showed her how to kiss an adult kiss. Her kisses became more passionate as I rubbed her tight virgin little-girl pussy while kissing her. She loved French kissing and got hotter than hell in doing so. You must never kiss anyone like this except me. A girl your age isnt supposed to know how to kiss like this. So you must still give everyone else little girl kisses as you always have. Breathlessly, she replied. Ok I wont. Kiss me again, please. She. Wellington. Robert Quincy has short sandy blonde hair, broad shoulders and a deep powerful chest. His blue eyes sparkle when he looks at Olivia and his smile practically melts her heart. The two men start talking business and Olivia takes notes as they discuss the bar. There are ordering the liquor issues, they discuss a few new member petitions, and some other issues that need attention. As they talk, Mr. Quincy keeps looking over at see if he is talking too fast for Olivia to take notes. .