I reached for my glass and took a sip, then put my lips to Sarah’s and allowed the fizz to trickle into her mouth as i eased my cock into her. I loo...ed at the clock, 4.45pm. I lay on Sarah and gently rocked my pelvis so my cock slid in and out of her dripping pussy. I ground my pubic bone against her every time i pushed into her to keep stimulating her clitoris. I wanted her on the edge.I knelt up between her legs with my knees under her thighs, keeping my cock in her but not thrusting, i. Her chin rested on her palm as she sat at the bar, her dark lips pouting as she blew a puff of air up to move a dangly white strand of hair out of her face and back with the brown hair. She looked across the bar at a mirror and felt a bit slutty in her get up, but had to agree it was necessary in order to attract a villain who preyed on sexuality. Not one of her more dignified missions, but at least it got her out and about. She had to admit, her girls did look rather nice in that torn. They were bankrupt. Well, one of the ones that was still solvent, then. Or perhaps she’d married money. No, she couldn’t have. Not if she was still ‘Anne Merrick’. Or maybe she kept her own name. Or maybe she was the kept woman of the Sultan of Oman, she berated herself sarcastically as they arrived at the Lilac Room. It was silly of her to try to come up with a theory before even seeing her… after all, that’s what this meeting was for, wasn’t it? To catch up? She stepped through into the room,. I saw him moving and gave him a little forced smile. "Where are the keys?" I asked him. "On the bedside table in the bedroom." he only said looking helplessly at me. I moved towards the bedroom and heard him moving. I threw a short look over my shoulder and noticed him right behind me following. He pushed me a little aside and sat down on the bed waiting for me to free him.I sniffed a little as I freed him from the cuffs. I kind of got control over myself again. He still wrapped his arms around.