This sure was a sight worth seeing.“I like it very much indeed, Miss Gregson. In the right situation, I could really go for you. You are a very beau...iful woman, but you are so far out of my league that I’m assuming this is just an attempt to trap me and escape, so I ain’t biting. Thank you for the offer anyway, I sure do appreciate it. Up to you whether or not you get dressed to come to the table, but I’m just about to serve up if you’re hungry. Come through when you’re ready.”She was fully. Thirty minutes, and twenty miles of gravel roads later, Junior pulled up to the gate of what used to be a military installation. During the Cold War the property had been a military fallout shelter. Junior owned five hundred acres of timber that hid an extensive underground installation. When Junior had bought the place the tunnels were damp, and in some places, needing repair. In the five years he had lived here he had repaired the cracked walls, and gotten the pumps running to keep everything. Slowly, ever so slowly, slower still, your mouth covers the blood engorged tip of my cock, your tongue flickering, vibrating, pulsating, feeling every vein bulging and dancing to the tune of your wet hot kiss. Gently reaching and fondling my balls your mouth moves over my cock, further down, further down now, the tongue finds its way to my slit, penetrating, in and out, over and back. You blow gently, the hot air rushes up my cock, over and around, making me almost too excited. You sense this,. I finally come to the last hideaway, the sliding drawer within the bed base. Just one thing resides there, an expensive looking bag from somewhere called ‘Delia’ which according to the slogan emblazoned upon it was a bespoke Dressmaker. The item contained within the bag was quite simply exquisite, an elegant looking black evening number which I imagined Dina would have looked breathtaking in. One thing that certainly took my breath away was the receipt still inside the bag. The dress had been.