The woman seemed to be more fluent in English than Sally had expected. It was clear by Gianna's confidence and assertiveness that she was the owner of...the spa."I'm Sally. Pleasure to meet you too."Gianna smiled, "The pleasure is all mine. So, you're here because a friend wanted you to have our services." That's right. A Christmas gift from my friend Aileen. She said that you'd remember her."Gianna continued smiling, "I never ever forget a client. We take great pride in our work here. Yes, I. ’ She giggled. ‘Yes, you are the classic clown.’ ‘So…any second thoughts? This will be your last chance to back out,’ I intoned, my eyebrows raised. She pressed her index finger softly to my lips, letting it linger…’S-s-h-h, s-s-h-h, s-s-h-h,’…’I’m going with you and that’s my FINAL answer.’ A smile crept across my lips and I kissed the finger tenderly. I mouthed a silent ‘O.K.’ Finally, our departure day had arrived. We had a great time as we drove to the airport for our flight to Miami,. As I was moving my fingers deeper into her, I felt a hand on my thigh and then, with some difficulty, it lowered my zipper. The hand reached into my fly and found my cock, which couldn't have been difficult because it was as stiff as a railroad spike. I felt pressure on the head as a finger gently rubbed it. I looked straight ahead at the stage as a hand gently moved up and down my very erect cock. And, distracted as I was, I moved my fingers deep and deeper into my wife's now very wet pussy.. He was going to enjoy this night. He pored a glass of wine from the bottle chilling in the ice boucket and handed it to her. He watched her as he toke the glass she was nervice he could tell cause of the way she was bitting her lip and it exsited him he could feel his loans starting to tingle.She started to feel a little dizzy but she had only had 2 glasses of wine not enough to truly be drunk so why did she feel like she was. This mistry man in his mask his eyes all she could see of his face.