She wore no panties so if she sat just right you could see her beautiful moist pussy. She'd dressed like this before and always give a good show to an...unsuspecting waiter. What a turn on for all. She finished off her outfit with a pair of 4" come-fuck-me-heels. So, dressed to kill we went to the hotel lounge and waited for Alan. He arrived shortly after and we head up to his room. Jo, being nervous, wanted to get right to it. She unzipped and let her skirt fall to the floor. Alan's eyes lit up. Ab mena pura joor ka sath daka mar raha tha tabi babhi na muja kass ka pakard liya or babhi sa jisme akardna laga babhi boli mera raja or joor se chodo muja mera raja mar dalo muja aje.me bi josh me ae geya or dakho ki speed barda di tabi babhi ki choot na pani chod diya. babhi ab dili par gayi thi. mena phir babhi ko kiss kana chalu kar di diya babhi phir se garm ho rahi thi babhi muja boli ruko mera rajaor babhi na muja apna uper se alag ki me soch raha tha ki keya huya mena puch babhi keya. After what felt like an age, he had shaved all of the hair he could reach. Some was just impossible, and he would have to ask for help. Leaving the bathroom he found his male clothes had gone, and instead just Mistress Alexis stood ready to inspect, a small crop in hand. After inspecting his legs, and finding them smooth, she allowed him to put the stockings on. The feeling of the material gliding up his smooth legs caused precum to reppear on his freshly cleaned cage. Without hesitation she. She in turn walked into the rarely used women’s bathroom without being missed. The bathroom was one of the dirtiest places either of them had ever set foot in. A row of stalls faced a row of sinks in the brightly lit room. Cracked and unwashed mirrors sat on the wall above the sinks The florescent lights were a stark contrast to the dim lights of the bar and illuminated many cobwebs and a floor that hadn’t been moped in years. (Seriously, no exaggeration.) All these things, however, did not.