She leads you on as long as she can lead you on. If you're sucker enough to invest a small fortune just in order to get into her twat, she'll probably...let you spend that fortune. But if you lay down terms early, she'll abide by them-providing that you come across with a steel yang. She wants to be fucked. That's the final answer to it all. And if you convince her early that you won't take shit off her and that you want into her snatch right then, she'll flop for you every time.I met a chick in. ”Jet and Tray studied both dancers.Wren was wearing a pair of skinny jeans and a tank top. His cute ass was protruding and he hair was cut in a tapered fade with the top sloping upward slightly from front to back. He had on lip gloss.Dicey sported his signature all-around waves hairstyle. He was dressed in hot shorts. His heart shaped mouth was outlined across the top with the thinnest of moustaches. Dicey’s bubble ass looked supple and ready.“Y’all good,” checked Trayjon.“Are we,” Dicey looked. The shopping trip wasn't strictly limited to purchases for Angel, nor was it limited to outer clothing. They were all loaded down with packages before the trip was over. At Diana's and Arlene's insistence, Angel chose several negligées during the trip, but she would discover when she returned to the Retreat that a startling number and variety of sexy sleepwear had been added to her purchases.As they walked out of what Angel thought was surely the last store, Diana astonished the young woman. A small blonde who looked about sixteen or if I was really unlucky, seventeen, I'd already got her panties in my pocket from the first number we did. I'd made her very unpopular with the rest of the audience by wiping them over my face and making a big play of sniffing them whilst thrusting my hips out at them.Her name was Wendy, and her mate's name was Susan, Susan had kept her panties on and when I asked why, back in my hotel room, she said she wanted to show me something,"Got any coke?" she.