I did as she said, pressing my lips to her. She cooed and told me to lick it and I did. Then again and again, She shifted in her chair, pushing her se... to my face. She instructed me to lick her harder then faster and I did so for long minutes. Her breathing grew louder and turned to pants then gasps then little squeals. “You’re making me cum”, she yelped, writhing in her seat forcing her hot sweaty sex onto my mouth. She held my face and lifted it upwards, looking into my eyes then she moved. "Aren't you afraid he would drive away your business?" Princess Deeasked."Not really. I am sure if he were just a mincing little sissy whoappeared to be enacting some sick fetish by prancing around in public asa French Maid with a feather duster that he'd drive me out of businesswithin a week or two at most. But if it is a real uniform and he is doingreal work, then I think most of my later evening clients would be prettyopen minded to his being there. The extra help he provides would give. "I understand it is your birthday, Virginia." Yes Ma'am," Ginny replied softly."I hope you enjoyed the performance." Oh yes, it was wonderful," Ginny managed to say.The lady then reached over to a bouquet of long stemmed roses and withdrew one. She handed it to Ginny and said, "Thank you. I'm glad you enjoyed it. Happy Birthday my dear."Ginny thanked her."Now you better get going or you'll be late for dinner."The usherette guided us to the stage entrance and let us out. There we found our. I wanted to feel my hard cock buried deep inside her. It was late and my son had to work early the next morning. He said his goodnights and headed to bed. I stayed seated as the bulge in my pants would of gave my thoughts away. Becky lingered a little then stood up stretching and raising her arms above her head as she did. This really showed off her incredible tits. As I stood to give her a hug goodnight. Her hand brushed my cock as her arms went around me. Pressing her firm tits.