Turning to me Lena just commanded me with supreme confidence: "Alina has the keys to my mothers house. She will show you which boxes have to be carrie... here, my soldier."With that she even increased the pressure of her boot on my crotch for a final moment. Then she put her foot back to the ground letting me stand up again. Lena walked away, leaving me with Alina. As I looked at her, her big brown eyes looked back on mine, studying me."Let's go, soldier!" she said motioning to the corridor we. Mars is frighteningly advanced. The portals are wonderful and the replica cities of London and Paris magnificent.“I have a feeling there is something unusual going on! Philippa, you are entertaining thirty people for the weekend on your Estate. Your mother is entertaining us all, how can she have so many people for dinner?” Patata asked.“It will be a tight squeeze dear, but we will fit somehow. My mother entertains a lot and she is used to entertaining and fitting people in,” said Philippa. "Lovely," he said, "here's my card,you might put yourself together and join me for a wonderful dinnersometime." Then he leaned in and kissed my cheek. "By the way, you needto buy that purple number, it's incredible on you."A week went by, I sent an email to the gentleman, that dinner would belovely, some nice place preferably low lighting with good food and goodwine...Arrangements made, I found myself standing in the cool of the eveningwaiting to be picked up, my instructions were to be ready. The only thing that seems to be working extremely well was her pussy. Not even half way though the day and her panties we soaking wet with her juices. Ever time she opened her legs she could smell her own arousal and was sure that her boss and coworkers could smell it too. She even went into the ladies room sever times just to wipe the juices from he pussy and thighs, and used paper towel to try and dry some of the wetness from her panties. Kristen knew 7 pm could not get here soon enough. At.