The thing was the guys flirted outrageously with her all night. Several times I saw one or another of them touch her tits or play with her legs and To...y didn’t seem to mind at all. In fact he seemed to encourage them, and at one time in the night the cry went up for her to show them her boobs, Tony yelling the loudest of all of them, so I thought that maybe she was an escort. But there were a few comments at our table about the goings on next to us and the guy sitting by me assured me that it. Louise moaned with pleasure and made no attempt to pull away. I lapped at her moist lips before stopping. She whimpered then turned round. Lust consumed her and she knelt before me wanting to return the pleasure. She raked her nails down my chest and firmly grasped my cock. Gently her lips met with my head and slowly it was engulfed inside of her mouth. She wrapped her fingers around the base of my cock and grasped tight. Her head bobbing up and down my shaft... I was in heaven.Slowly she. "Stupid bra," she protested aloud to no one in particular as sheadjusted the seatbelt. Her mind went back to the night when she metDave; the yellow bra set that contained her large, C-cup falsies servedher little purpose now. The hormones she had acquired through themarkets and undergrounds had reacted well with her, and before she knewit, before she had a chance to change her mind, she sported a pair ofhealthy, perky, if not a bit sporty 38B breasts that fit her slimmed-down frame well. . Did you enjoy sucking my cock this morning?? ?No Sir.? ?Less than you have the other times you’ve sucked it?? ?Yes, Sir.? ?That’s alright. You did it anyway, which is the mark of a good slave. I simply wanted to know whether you were like a lot of other guys, and lost your interest for submission and sex after you came. It appears the answer is yes, and there’s nothing wrong with that, particularly if you fight through that and do it anyway. I’ll make that an aspect.