The music is slow, she pressed closer. I grinned as I sense her fear, and it excited him. I feel her youthful breasts pressing against me. They would ...aste so sweet. My hands slide down her back, gently cupping her soft, round ass. She feels my big cock now pressing against her and I grinned to myself. Sherry held on tight. She had gone too far. She knew that now. No one would come and help in this area of town. Her skirt is short and light, and she can sense my eyes on her lovely legs. My hand. Then I felt something else, the nettles again. They were stroked up an down my slit and whipped across my tits again. My eyes opened as I screamed. I could see the blisters appear on my breasts but instead of crying in pain, I laughed! It was the laugh of a half crazed woman.For several minutes my cunt was tortured by the stinging nettles and then the whip. It became impossible to distinguish between pain and pleasure. My clit swelled and I wanted the relief only a cock could bring. I found. I wanted to lick her, and then fuck her. That was not what would happen though, and I should have guessed. I still didn't' think that Jill would go any farther but was wrong again. Halfway down her legs, with her ass and cunt displayed before me, she took the long cock from her mouth and said, "Ben, you know the rules. Whatever is uncovered can be touched." I knew the rules and was ready to lick her from bottom to top, when she suddenly rocked back and climbed up his torso. She took his massive. His bodyguard followed and the hotel waiters responded as though he was the most important man in the world, hurrying to offer him a table, a menu, a drink arrived without request. As he settled down his eyes passed over Rebecca, stopped, then his eyes returned to her.Rebecca tried to suppress the pleased flush that this obviously important African had noticed her. She watched as he called to a waiter, and moments later a long glass with pink frothy contents arrived with a straw. She noticed.