The raised knife made sure of that. Jasmine, as instructed, wasn’t wearing any knickers and she felt sure that her juices were dribbling down her i...ner thigh as his eyes remained fixed on her.It continued in this voyeuristic vein for about twenty minutes. She couldn’t have opened her legs any wider without sliding off her stool. Just as the initial arousal began to wane she noticed John stand up and make his way to the back of the restaurant where the ladies and gents rooms were next to one. "I thought about doing something with a girl, but I don't think I would know exactly what to do," I admitted sheepishly. "Really??" Nique questioned. She then leaned forward and placed her soft lips on mine. Instantly, I felt my body quiver, because I had never felt anything so good before in my life. I kissed her back timidly, and she moaned against my lips. I knew I was doing something right, so I kissed her more forcefully while slipping my tongue between her lips. Nique grabbed the back of. The hallway is dim, lit only by a few bulbs shining pale, golden light down from the ceiling. The walls feel too constraining, as if they're literally inching their way closer and closer, and the air is too thick. No visible smoke resonates at the moment, but walking in this place just puts more of a burden on the lungs than being outside. Every few steps is a door, some open and showing suitcases full of cocaine. God, take one whiff in this place and you're high as a kite.The destination is. "Your little white bitch." And don't you forget it, Joel!"I gulped down two more very strong Black Russians as Frank paid the bill.Minutes later, we were on the 8th floor in his hotel room. As soon as we were inside, Frank started rubbing and feeling my ass aggressively. The drinks really went to my head and made me physically submissive and ready to please him.Frank demanded, "Okay Bitch, take off those clothes all of them!" I removed everything and stood there, pink-skinned and stark naked..