In a dejected huff, she stood up and unbuttoned the coat unceremoniously, revealing a white lace corset bra and thin g-string pulled taught right abov... her hips, contrasting her dark sleeve tattoo and providing a facade of innocence. Glancing down, I could make out the outline of her sex through the thin white material and maybe the tiniest hint of moisture sticking to the material. I was impressed; this girl was ready the minute she walked through the door, but the real test of what she could. It didn’t even take five minutes before her legs slammed shut around my ears, she moaned loudly, and came. She flooded more girly fluid into her private area, too. I practically inhaled her musky fluids.As she floated down, she continued. “Oh, God, Matt. You are already a sexual superhero in my book ... but ... if you insist I’d like more of that.” I did kind of insist, and brought her to two more orgasms.I said, “May I make love to you?”Carol nodded her head and made to stand. “Please.” I led. We both watched as Martin whispered something in the ear of one of the men, Troy, we later learned, and nodded in our direction. She had sent the champagne. That’s why she took so long in returning to the table. She stopped to talk to Martin and arranged for the champagne. The men all turned to face us in unison, and as Martin poured out the champagne raised their glass in a toast to Gretchen. That was the ice breaker. And as we continued to sip on our wine and them their champagne a. She said sorry my hands are a little rough. She rubbed it for a minute before she got really scared, i asked her to put it in her mouth, and she refused. I told her to lightly kiss it though, and she did. She kept slowly massaging and rubbing it, but she wasn't giving a proper handjob at all. I told her to just grasp my cock for a second and i made it flinch while she was doing that, and she had a huge smile on her face. I told her she is the reason its throbbing like that, and she asked me if.