I took Kaycey's hand and helped her slide in, and did she slide in, all the way to the middle. I slid in behind her, and she grabbed my hand to pull m... right next to her.We took our menus and opened them, and just as we put them up in front of us, Kaycey leaned into me and said, “I hope you don’t mind, but..” she stopped and just stuck her tongue down my throat. Now this woman had a great mouth, it tasted so sweet and her tongue could do the tango. As she broke the kiss, she looked into my eyes. Nothing. Nada. Niet. And she was persistent, all night, returning, again and again, lapping his balls, teasing his nipples, burying his face in her cunt, and grinding herself to orgasm on his lacklustre tongue, fingering his arse as she suckled. She tried palm slapping, blowing gently, tongue tip teasing, hand corkscrewing, nails scraping, nibbling his neck, tonguing his ear, biting hard enough to leave red teeth marks on his flesh, yet no matter what she tried the response was always the same;. From there down, the same valley sank into the deep crack that ended in a beautiful pair of long tanned legs. I was mesmerized, there were no marks except for a tiny thong line, the rest of her unblemished body was beautifully tanned to perfection and my memory went back to two similar mementos in my life; ten years ago to this same body to which I was applying sun screen at my parents poolside, little more than one year back to a similar and beautiful body. It was Melanie's body.She sighed. Once again Imogeneopened the door and ushered me in. As previously I stripped down to robeand panties to allow Imogene to work her magic on me. The routine followedwas the same as on my previous visit; makeup; foundation garments;stockings; and heels - but, of course, as I now had hair-free legs, I wasable to dispense with the dance tights and go straight to sheer, sexystockings.This time, however, Imogene did not put a wig on my head and left themirror covered as she asked me to stand to put.