"Mmmmm," Bill said enjoying the touch. He was getting hard and long.Brenda began to stroke his cock. "I'd really like you to come with me,"she said ...s she began to slide down his body, licking her lipsseductively. "Will you come to the spa with me," she said as she lightlykissed the tip of his cock?"Ohh..." Bill moaned."Pretty please," Brenda said as she gave him a quick lick. "I'll make itworth your while!" OK... I'll go," Bill exclaimed. "Just do me!" Promise?" she asked."Promise," he. Mr. Reginald stopped ans stepped back saying '...yes, you're a pretty little thing, come on let me show you your room...' Mr. Reginald took my wrist and pulled me to the back of the house as I stammered '...my room...what do I need with a room...? '...Now, now, Desiree, no mindless questions just do as I ask and we both will be very happy... Stumbling alone in the high heels I managed to keep up just enough so I was not pulled alone. Once in the room Mr. Reginald said to me '... stick out your. He'd be sucking air in between his teeth, looking at me, getting even hornier at the view. As I get to the tip with my tongue, the precum would be a sticky strand that bounces back towards the tip again.I grab his shaft with my hand then stick his head in my mouth. I start stroking up and down while slowly putting in every inch I can down to my throat before I gag. I wait a second to stop the gagging then slowly slide more down my throat, each time getting more and more down until I have to. " Brent padded her knee, "You don't need to lie to me. I was there at the bachelor party, Nate told me of your arrangement." Brenda lifted an eyebrow and shot him and odd look. "What are you talking about?" "Don't get too mad at him. I'm pretty sure Mike would have decked him if he didn't explain himself. It seemed pretty odd at first, but it makes sense I guess." "Brent, I really don't know what you're talking about." "Maybe I shouldn't have said anything." "You can't not.