And quite moved, as I obediently modeled the clothes for her and looked at myself in the mirrors. I looked like a real babe, a major babe."Ohh you loo... so yummy in that Precious!" she would exclaim, as she patted my hard dick in that particular outfit.No one had ever spent so much money on me in my life. Maybe this wasn't so bad.One outfit even looked like a Channel suit, with the signature Channel trim around the jacket and cuffs.After our fashion show went on for about an hour and I kept. I'll never forget them. I went limp immediately. Or, I should say, my cock went flaccid and stayed that way." What did you do?" I was stunned, but to cover my inadequacy, I went down on her again and brought her to several more orgasms. Then I dressed and left her dozing." I see," said Doctor Zaga. "Well I think we may have a strong clue, perhaps even the solution, or at least a partial solution to the problem." Please Doctor, what is it?" The mention of having another man's penis anywhere near. I close my fingers around them, circling with my thumbs, gently tugging, sometimes just teasing them until the heat growing between my thighs can no longer be ignored. Keeping my left hand in place, I slow the assault on my nipples and trail my right hand down… down… down. My poor, aching clit is demanding attention, and I all too willingly give it. I slip my fingers into my wet pussy and drag the moisture up to where I need it. My index finger slides across the smooth surface of my swollen. We argued about how drunk she was and she told me to go fuck myself. She told me to leave her alone and go home. She said she would either take a taxi home or get a room in the hotel; she could take care of herself! I was completely pissed off now and I walked out of the hall. I waited in the lobby near the entrance of the place as all the guests were leaving. I watched as Lenora stumbled into the lobby and looked around. She had not noticed me. She saw the hotel rooms were just down the hall..