” she asked politely. Carmen is a very pretty woman, about 24 years old around 5'6” tall. With her long black hair up in a ponytail, her white pre...sed blouse looking so crisp, and her black pants hugging her long legs and a really nice bubble butt, she looked really good. Her breasts were full and looked very firm. I could see a hint of her lace white bra underneath her blouse. She did not wear a lot of makeup, but then she really didn't need to. Her dusky skin was really attractive. “I don't. Your squriming gets faster sitting up as I push you back down. Loving every minute.The cold breeze blows through the window adding to the sensation. Letting you sit up only to kiss my neck yet no touching with your hands. As your nibbles get lower caressing my hardened nipples. Sucking and twirling your tounge. I scratch digging my nails as I trace them up your back. Biting your shoulder. Pushing you back as I grind. I see your wanting. Your wanting for my naked flesh to be inside me. How fun. So I went up and knocked on mother's door. I heard a scrambling under the door.The door opened and mother was standing in the doorway wearing a peignoir. I guess she had changed out of her day clothes to go back to bed. Strange! Then I saw on the other side of the room, on her easy chair, a pair of men's pants and a long-sleeved shirt. There were tennis shoes on the floor. This was peculiar!I went over to the closet while mother was trying to stop me, but I was determined to find out what was. You know exactly what Oliver Janzon expects you to do because whoring must be included in your agreement with him. Otherwise your picture wouldn't have been in his damn dinner invitation. Who bought and paid those whore underwear?" I said and threw the bag to her.Lisa replied, "It was a gift, nothing else. I think it was because Oliver owns some part of that underwear shop and I have never agreed to any stripping or meeting anybody at a hotel room during the dinner. In fact, I had never heard a.