Phil knew she didn't mean it. Even if she did, he didn't care. She was flailing her hips wildly as he continued to slaver at her wet throbbing slit. T...e tormenting wet licking kept on and she heard the lewd noise of his tongue licking against her asshole. She was enjoying this lascivious licking by this old man. She couldn't believe the change that had come over her body. She tried to suppress her pleasure, but she couldn't stop herself from crying out in obvious passion when Phil again took. ’ I smiled. Now she was getting it. She said, ‘I’m putting on this corset. It’s a little tight, and it really pushes my boobs up. And I’ve got fingerless long lace gloves, and fishnet stockings clipped to the straps on the corset. No panties, when I went to the spa today, they did my pussy hair, and I want to show it off.’ She had no such thing, she hated corsets — but she knew I liked them. ‘I love that outfit. Just thinking of you in it is getting me hard.’ ‘Is it? Good. I’m pulling down the. Marko’s jaw was set, his voice assured and resolved. He had read the signals she had sent to him throughout the day and now he was going to see how far he could take them. Lena was determined to stay in control. It was still her choice. "I…” she hesitated, measuring her words, “I'm not going to sleep with you.” Marko’s expression darkened with intent and resolve. "I wasn’t thinking of getting any sleep tonight," he replied. That was the boldest thing he had said during their entire. I saw that she was in the same business as I was; she worked for an Architect. Of course, that led to more discussions about the work, when I found out that she didn’t just work for the firm; she was the firm. I hadn’t caught her last name on our initial meeting. I am an architect myself and had been in business for about 5 years. I had been very lucky in obtaining some very resourceful projects early in my career and was now set up to be able to pick and choose any future jobs. Well, a.