It was our thing. Like our way of writing each others names backwards. Do you remember the first time I kissed you? We hugged and as we went to pull a...ay, I couldn’t help myself. I planted a kiss on your left cheek. You looked so shocked. You’d never had a girlfriend, and here was me. Being forward. The next day we shared a proper kiss. You were so scared. I told you to close your eyes and to trust me. You were so scared, and I guess although I didn’t see it at the time, you were so young. . ‘Why, of course, my lord. It would be a pleasure,’ she replied, placing her gloved hand upon his. She couldn’t help but feel furious at his obvious displeasure over his asking her to dance. She knew she wasn’t beautiful but she didn’t deserve the cold indifference that most of the men had treated her with since her debut. She let herself be led to the floor and absentmindedly let herself be directed through the simple steps of the minuet. She didn’t sense that she was being watched by a group. It will help your nerves to unwind, and you would loosen up relieving you of this anxiety." I got up before she could utter a single word and walked over to the bar. Her tit still hung limply, while she stared at the ceiling. Taking her glass, I put a little wine into it, along with a liberal amount of a strong whiskey. I took the glass over to the table."Here have some." I said in the most affectionate and loving tone to her. She initially resisted but I was finally able to persuade her to. She parted her pussy lips for his fingers to explore her warm flesh. Dan was the only customer who she allowed to touch her. She asked Wendy to sit up, put her serving tray on the table, and straddled his thighs.“You know,” she started and reached between her legs. “If I wasn’t working right now...,” Dan felt Wei put the head of his cock to her pussy. “I’d climb aboard your cock and give you a good birthday fuck,” she wriggled her thighs, taking his cock deep inside her.She cupped his head in.