Goddess had anyway far more precise ideas than Boris.?You pay. My drink, pay it. Okay?? The sequence of finger moves, first the universal sign of a th...mb caressing the top of the four other ones, then a pointed index at Boris, then Goddess’ empty glass, that could not be misunderstood, even by a French speaker. It was finally there, that moment, the one Boris had kept away from him for all those years. The moment when he would, out of his own fantasy of submission, give his money to someone. Which had been my intent in the first place."I bet I know what you're going to be doing this afternoon," Rachel said pulling away from me, thus forcing me to release her. "I hope you don't spend the entire afternoon watching movies. There's still that light fixture in the bedroom I'd like you to put in." Yes dear," I said playfully. But when Rachel shot me one of her patented looks, it wasn't quite the same as the two I had previously gotten from Cindy. Almost conspiratorially, I watched. .. Ohhh.... " Gently I pulled the bottle out and attacked her cunt with my mouth and started sucking the champagne out. "Mmmmmm.... love it when you suck me.... MMmmm... do some more..." Again I pushed the bottle in her cunt, this time it was a little bit easier, partly because of my saliva, partly because she was getting wet.. This time I pushed the bottle a little further... I repeated this a few times until only a little bit of champagne was left in the bottle. I handed her the bottle to. Herhands shook as she slipped them onto her feet. she walked around a bittesting the fit. Then bending at the knees she scooped up the tennisshoes off the floor and headed to the checkout."Yes may I help you?" she was asked. Then she lifted her foot to showthe price tag. The young girl leaned over and peeled it off. Then said,"Don't worry about it sweetie. They go with the dress." Thank you, could I donate these then?" I'd set my old sneakers on thecounter, and she smiled.I had to stop for gas.