The dress he had bought her, it was waiting for her when she got home. A beautiful black, strapless dress with a full length skirt. It had been laid o...t on her bed with a note that read: Wear me Be ready at 8 And as she had entered her bathroom there was a box with a similar note attached to it. Inside was a diamond necklace and matching earrings. And at eight pm he had knocked on her door, their door, wearing a black suit and carrying a white rose. A limousine in the street behind him. . The fragrance of expensive leather, although unfamiliar, was unambiguously awe-inspiring.When my spinning eyes finally focussed on my benefactor, I beheld an unattractive tall and bald man in his late fifties.“I’m, Gregor,” he informed me.“I’m Dillon,” I answered.After a pause, Gregor replied, “That’s a sexy name.”I was slightly stunned by the adjective he used but didn’t fixate upon it. I did, however, look at him with more attentiveness. Gregor was no stunner and to be honest, rather. Come on upstairs," she said. Like a man headed to the gallows, Bill climbed the stairs to the bedroom. Sally was leaning casually against the four-poster footboard dressed in a pale yellow silk nightgown. Although the opaque gown hid Sally’s body from direct view, it clung nicely and revealed all of her delightful textures. The smoothness of her breasts, the almost imperceptible color change and the slight bumpiness of areolae, the stiff erections of her nipples. Even the ridges of her. Can you kiss me like you did? Derek nodded his head. Yes, sweetie. And I could make you wet other ways too without you losing your virginity. Angel looked confused. You can? Derek nodded. Can you do that to me too then? Please? She talked in a small voice. Derek had never been more turned on in his life. Yes, but not in the kitchen. Come with me quickly to my bedroom. Angel nodded. Okay. Derek grabbed Angels hand and led her quickly to his bedroom. When they were inside, Derek quickly locked.