It was a total contradiction in my mind, but there it was. She was still the incredibly beautiful woman I had met in the bar."You... just let me go." ...ou already agreed to fuck me. You're a submissive guy, do you deny that?" I am a straight guy." And I am a woman." You have to let me go, or this is ****!"She paused for a moment, and backed off a little. I felt a mixture of relief and disappointment."I'm not going to **** you. I'm not going to fuck you until you say you don't want me to" I could. He had been on this beat for years and he was sure that this dead end lead to nothing. If there was a business there, he wanted to know about it. He had made a lucrative deal over the last 4 years by taking protection money from local businesses and he knew that letting one go would just encourage the others. As he walked closer, he could see the light came from a quartet of frosted windows in a wooden doorway. A carved sign on the lintel read "The Anubis Bar" and below it was a line of what. Once inside, I approached the hostess and asked, "Have the ladies for the Jones party arrived yet? I'm the third." Yes sir," she replied, then added, "The table isn't ready yet, so they went to the bar, around the corner there," as she pointed the way.I made my way around the corner and saw my two beauties sitting on barstools. They were in a couple of little black dresses that were much too short to be worn while seated on a stool. Sharon and Jane were facing each other as I approached,. She also sat at the stretcher with the legs spread open, and started scratching her pussy very quicklyDr: cmon, get it honey, you can do fasterI tried, but i was already edging so closeDr: want us to touch each other? she pulled my hand to her pussy and started masturbating me, but i couldn't hold it anymore, i had to say "Oh no, i'm very close, please stop" Every time i took her hands out of jmy dick, she gently went back a few seconds after to keep edging me while she humped my tshrt on the.