She smiled again, then slipped the top of her dress down, pulling her arms out and permitting her large, round tits to spill into view. Albert's cock ...witched at the sight and the girl smiled more broadly. She slid her hands across of ample globes, squeezing the soft white flesh, kneading them, pulling the large, brown nipples. All the time her eyes were fixed on Albert's iron hard cock.She shuffled to her knees, pulling the dress up to her waist once more, spreading her knees wide so that. "Can't take a little pain?" I teased."Master, if you don't undo this, I will wet my jeans with a huge orgasm before the game is over," she replied quite seriously.I took her hand and started to lead her out of the bar, just as Duke completed an easy backdoor lay-up. Her hand went tense, then lax, and I turned to watch as a small orgasm from the pain ran through her. Before I could do anything else, the State guard ran the length of the floor and hit a quick jump shot, causing yet another orgasm. Charise had been working at the Palais for just overtwo months now, and still felt a little nervous beforeevery show. Barely eighteen, she had little experiencemodelling outside a couple of down home mannequinparades and amateur reviews (and certainly not in herbra and panties; such activities had been confinedlargely to her bedroom). By contrast, the Palais was aplace of satin radiance and neon ecstasy. Steppingonstage in her impossibly tall stilettos, she felt awonderful shiver of. “Well, while Sara was trying to blow Moron Colin in the lounge to get him hard, which turned out to be a waste of time, I fucked Tammy up the arse across their kitchen table.” He said this so matter of factually like it was an everyday occurrence. I admired him for his laid-back honesty. “Did you tell Sara what you did?” I asked as we walked slowly back to the girls.“Oh yes,” he replied, matter of factually again. “She said I should have pissed up her arse for good measure. Serve her right for.