"You know, James," she said, pausing to bite her lip pensively, "seeing you like that, and knowing you were smelling me, well..." Again, she bit her l...p, her eyes wandering off into some imagined scenario.I couldn't stand it. "Well what???"Again, her eyes met mine. "Well, it was kind of hot."There it was. She'd gone and said it. Without any help from me, my cock began to harden in earnest who, frankly, wasn't very happy about it. But seriously, my erection was hard to miss. There it was,. I had watched as my cock sunk home in her before taking my eyes from where we were joined to look at her face. She was watching where we were joined as I had. When her eyes met mine I leaned forward and kissed her sweet lips. Her mouth opened and she sucked my tongue in. Her arms were around my neck and her legs had now closed over my body. We were joined as close as a man and woman can be from our lips to my cock in her cunt. I had often dreamed about being with her this way. Never in my. P. area, in spite of the fancy name, was merely a section of 10 private booths along the back wall that was corded off with velvet ropes. The booths were each walled on three sides and had a heavy curtain in front. Inside there was a padded bench with a back that went from one side to the other. It was big enough for two to sit but Mr. Rich sat in the middle.He introduced himself. Coincidently his name was Rich. "Don't call me Dick" he said. He asked her if she had ever done a lap dance before,. Maine pucha ki aapki salary kya hai usne kaha 30000 fir maine bola ki aapke pass to sab kuch hai fir job kyu? Kyu ki woh bade rich family se belong karti hai uski style dekhkar pata chal gaya tha usne kaha ki main ghar main bor ho jati hu papa foreign k chakker main India kam aate hai our mom auntiesk saath busy rehti hai maine usse uska ghar ka address liya woh mujhe kafi sharif samajh rahi thi per usko kya pata ki main koun hu? Uske baad uska ghar aa gaya maine bahana banaker kaha ki main.