In a matter of moments she was at the door.“Yes Mike,” she said with a bow. She was wearing the blue robe with the white sachet again.“Is there...anything to drink? I was thinking some bourbon would be nice.” What can I say, I like bourbon.Kayko stepped out of the doorway and into the office. I followed behind her to see what was happening. In the wall, next to the TV, she slid open a panel to reveal a small bar and a small fridge.“This place is just full of surprises,” I said as I stepped. His fingers reached up and caressed my clit, the thumb of his other hand caressed against my freshly shaved pussy that was very smooth…His teeth bit into my neck causing me to shiver.Suddenly his fingers entered me. The man curled them and found my G-sport with ease. The expertise with which he played with my cunt brought me to an intense orgasm within just seconds.With the orgasm came the gushing; my juices flooded out of me and splashed my fishnet clad legs, in turn soaking his crotch.He. He sat at the bar and motioned to the server that he was ready. “The usual!” She smiled and nodded. The door chimed to signal a new customer walking in, and suddenly all the noise in the bar stopped and everyone turned to look. He waited a beat and then turned to look. After a moment, the bar returned to normal but Joseph couldn’t take his eyes off her. Beautiful dark hair, porcelain skin, voluptuous curves and clearly not afraid to show them off. He was focused on the bouncing breasts in. Surely the pictures would be another point of interest? I looked and found slight indications of such, but one painting appeared to have been more often approached than the others. Interesting.I switch my attention to the corners of the ceiling, looking for spy cameras in these likely places. Sure enough, there was one in each corner. I looked at the pendant light fitment, and between the bright lights hung there I thought I could discern another tiny camera. Shifting my viewpoint, I tried to.