I bring it to our booth. Another staff showed us the way to the booth. It was a little to the side and in the back. and it was a_little dark there.you...could see the bar and a little of the dancefloor. The staff showed us a cooler with more champaign. Lisa smiled and said she liked my companies parties. She said I had to remind her to thank my boss later if he came across. The booth was not very big it was a small sofa which could fit 2 persons a round table with a long tablecloth on it and 2. This is where the Elf's host entertains.Flipping the helpless bitch upside down, the Elf is now face to face with a large bulge in the Orc's breeches. A desire to pull out the 9 inch tool and suck it hard washed over the submissive Elf, a desire he fought. He was a bitch slut, destined to obey, and no one had told him to play with his master's dick. Groaning in anticipation, the Elf instead looked upwards to his captor,who laughed cruelly and shook his head no, eliciting a whimper from his. "You can sleep in Pa's room," one of the blondes said. Her sister nodded. She seemed to do a lot of that. They were farm-girl pretty, wholesome I suppose. Healthy and bigger than most, perhaps twelve stone or so with wide hips and deep chests, good breeding stock some would say."Why aren't you girls married by now?" I asked, fishing my pipe out."Pa's jus' mean," said one."He scares the boys off," said the other."Besides we're poor, sort of," said the first."And land's all the dowry we got." the. We could return when the crew did.Barb got us a hotel room. The Presidential Suite on the top floor of the Plaza. "What's the point of being an executive with the chain if I can't throw my weight around on occasion? They're sending a car for you." What about you?" I slipped my hand behind her neck and leaned in for the kiss.She stopped me. The sarongs were all packed and a conservative attitude had joined her conservative khakhi pants. "I'm waiting for my son; he's picking me up here."I let go..