Mouse dropped the Silver Angel illusion, her job well done.“Here we are, in the Cayman Islands,” Linda told her.“It looks like a bathroom to me,...�� Sabrina stated. “Where did the Angel go?”“The Silver Angel had to go back to London and take care of some business. She’ll come back in a bit to pick me up.”“Is the Black Angel your sister?”“No. We’re just friends. Why do you ask?”“She don’t sound black. Her voice is just like yours.”Uh oh. I forgot about the voices again, Linda groaned.I keep. Her tall boy pressed his firm member against her ass, right between the cheeks. Mm, the tall one has a big cock, Rose thought to herself. She rocked backward, pressing into him.He put his mouth against her ear and whispered. “Rose Button, do you want my cock?” His voice was husky.Shivers ran down her spine. “Fuck me,” she ordered, though it was more of a whine. She tilted her hips so that her wet pussy rested against the tip of his dick.He slid into her, plunging as deep as he could. She. The bell rang, announcing the arrival of a customer. Along with the other three masseuses, Tasha went out to greet him. Tasha was hopeful when she saw that good-looking, high-tipping Eddie. He smiled at her and said, ‘Susie.’ It was ironic: Tasha had a perfect real name for hooking but the owner of this joint had stuck her with that plain-as-a-biscuit ‘Susie.’ Lying naked on the massage bed, Eddie gazed at Tasha, a broad smile on his face. ‘You may turn into a habit of mine, Susie,’ he said. ’ ‘That’s right,’ I said. ‘There is going to come a time when I will have learned you well enough to stop being amazed, isn’t there?’ ‘Perhaps. Perhaps not.’ ‘Thank you. You’re terrific.’ The single ladies were gathering for the opportunity to snatch the bouquet. I addressed them. ‘I hope you ladies are ready. As you know, whoever catches this bouquet is guaranteed to be the next one married. You can take that to the bank.’ ‘Would that be Fine Bank?’ asked Jeff. ‘Jeff! You’re spoiling the.