She wasn't at the level I received from my wife or Reagan, but pretty damn close.She constantly sucked and stroked driving me close to orgasm. Then s...e mischievously stood up and seductively slipped out of her bra, setting her beautiful C cups free.My cock twitched with excitement. She squeezed her boobs together teasingly as she quietly giggled. Not content with just teasing with her beautiful breasts she then slipped slowly out of her little panties.She giggled with satisfaction as she saw. If I see you removing them you get thrown out. Simple as that.” She paused and glared round the room. “They have about 10 rooms and a hundred guests so they want you spreading out a bit. Everyone takes a turn as a greeter or behind the bar, in the Spankary and the Dark room. No excuses, we all do our turn. Like last year there will be a Chillout room off from the bar where you can only go if invited. They are paying you that much so they can fuck you. Obviously you spend most of your time in. Is it your cream that I am touching? So you wet your underwear in your sleep?Who was in your dream? Was she good looking? Or you used your hand? Don’t overdo it. It will make you weak. Why use hands when you could find some nice woman to do it naturally. Think about it, Bhai” Saying this she thrust her boobs forward, showing me her tits almost her nipples. Invitation was clear. The bitch was actually begging to be fucked.I knew that it had to be now or never. I went behind her and touched her. "Didn't I tell you to get dressed?" she asked in the calmest tone she could muster."You told me to wash that make-up off my face and get in here, Ma'am." Amy tried to keep the corners of her mouth from turning up."You know damn well..." Melissa started to yell then lowered her voice. "... could you at least take off that wig and sit down please." she sighed. Derek pulled black, shoulder length hair from his head, exposing his own short blonde hair and took a seat next to Amy. He kept his eyes.