Okay." and then she swept out. I hurried to my seat at ringside just as a funky, sexual rock-and-roll beat began to pound through the club, and Millie...stepped out onto the stage. The applause, cheers, and whistles were deafening. Small wonder. Millie was not wearing the conventional stripper's gold-lame evening gown; she was wearing a stoplight-red, thigh-high dress made of a thin, clingy knit--with, quite apparently, nothing on under it. Her enormous, pointed milkers were swinging and wobbling. . wrong) - and when she wasn't cleaning, she was cumming.The butt-plug seemed to amplify her sex-drive tenfold; she'd been easily worked-up lately, but with the butt-plug in, everything, everything reminded her of sex. Her TV remote immediately got her thinking about the cocks she'd sucked; the "submit" button on her email log-in made her wonder what it would be like to submit to a big, hulking man; even the act of plugging her iPhone in to charge reminded her how much she wanted to be plugged,. She turns off the water. "Get in the tub" I comply, the feel of the water on my freshly shaven body feels good. I'm suprised I have not gotten hard yet. She starts to get undressed. Her big C breats are superb for her age and her pussy is nice and neat. Man why am I not getting a boner!? She says to scoot up and she gets in and sits behind me. She has a bar of soap and starts to wash me with a lot of effort on my balls and cock. After about 15 minutes of soothing in the tub she gets out and. If you can find a cart, we will look after it now before the next train arrives."I looked around and saw an unused wagon on the other side of the station and headed toward it. I pulled it back to Jan's location and began loading the luggage. There was enough time to put it in the van and return with the cart to await the next guests."I must put you on the wage list, Richard," he smiled. "You are already earning your pay." No ... this is a free demonstration in thanks for your willingness to.