..He doesn't disappoint me, as he takes his fat, long shaft from his jeans with ease behind me. I can feel him stroking his bell end, rubbing it again...t my crack, my legs tremble and I part my thighs for him. I'm making it blatantly clear exactly what I want from him. He goads me by rubbing his cock head over my soaking wet pussy lips, back and forth. It feels so good it's almost too much to bare, he's driving me wild with longing. I'm desperate to be filled right up to the brim with hard cock. As we move down the corridor, we enter a dimly lit room, painted dark red, with a couple of soft benches by the wall.At about waist height is a hole in the wall about 3 inches in diameter.You sit on the bench as I kneel in front of you and start to lick between your legs, making you shudder as I gently suck your clitoris.After a few minutes, a large semi-erect dick appears through the hole in the wall. You lean forward and slowly lick the end and gently wank it as it swells and grows harder in. .. Getting to bed shortly before 10:00 I lay in there with candles lit, and gently touching myself. Not hard. Just the finger tips along the length of myself while I waited for her to take out her contacts, and come to bed. She turned the light out and couldn't see anything until she got into bed. She noticed what I was doing, and I could see a sparkle in her eye. We started kissing, as I rubbed. She eventually took over as I was now completely hard. Asking me if I'd like a kiss? O yea!. . After finishing my business, I checked my appearance in the mirror.I hoped my light cotton summer dress was fancy enough; I'd come direct from work without changing clothes. I brushed back a few stray strands of my light-brown hair, straightened my dress and walked out to meet the crowd.Clarissa grabbed my hands and kissed my cheek before I'd gone ten feet. After bubbling her welcome, she gently shoved me in the direction of the bar. I ordered a Heineken Dark and looked over the room.I saw.