Then I turned my head to the foot and started slowly from the foot to kiss and lick upwards. I reached the knee and she had slowly widened her legs, p...lled up the maxi and chechi was slowly pressing my hair and softly waving her hands all over my head and back. I pushed her nightie further up and kissed and licked her thighs. The inner thighs were so soft, I was lying on one of her leg and my lungi was apart and made sure that I did not wear an underwear. My penis was on her leg moving as I was. She’d written ‘Stabbed in the Heart’ for us and it had gone down really well. The play and cast got good reviews, albeit only in the local press until, oddly, a couple of weeks after the run when a small, favourable review appeared in a national. It was, indirectly, because of Catherine that Felicity Caterham, my agent and sister to my best friend Lilly, got me my first big break. It was also, I later discovered, thanks to her that I finally got laid by Van but more of that later. Up to that. She was really that beautiful.) The aroma of our sweat with that of our deodorants had this odd sweet smell filled in the room. Then she came near my face and planted a kiss. As it was my first time the kiss felt really good. It was sweet but her sweat intertwined which was salty and had this tangy effect. She said “You will remember this moment for the rest of your life” [and lo! She was right]. Then she took both my hands and placed them on her breasts. They were soft yet firm just like ripe. She moaned softly.“Ugh...”Mr. Bagwell nodded.“Tell me you want it. Tell me you want that dick,” Mr. Bagwell said growling in want.Meanwhile, his clients were both masturbating, watching in awe.“I want that dick...”“How bad? How bad?"SMACK.“UGH! Really bad! Really, really bad,” Ashley said moaning, while freeing her breasts, looking at her boss.“Make that ass clap for me! Make it clap."As Ashley shook her ass on her boss’ erection, Ashley thought of what her boss said. Then she thought of what.