I sat there ... thinking about what Michael had asked me earlier this evening."Why don't you wear something that shows a little more cleavage?"At firs... I wasn't sure that I had heard him correctly. "I'm sorry, honey. What was that?" You are always wearing loose blouses which are buttoned up high. I guess I was wondering if you would wear something tighter, which shows more of your cleavage?" I don't know what to say to that," I was incensed, "I'm dressing properly, that's all." It's not like. " My cock throbs with anticipation of defining "good". You then lean to me and kiss me hard. Your dick pressing against my stomach. you pull away and tell me that your cock needs to be serviced. I then kiss my way down your neck, past your perfectly hard nipples, across your stomach to your awaiting cock... I've never had a dick before, but instinctively knew I needed to kiss, to lick, to stroke it.Kneeling before you, you wave your rock hard cock in front of me.. across my virgin mouth... A train of men filed from a door down one of the aisles, one of them in a scarlet robe and eight men after him, all of whom were completely naked. Then, before my senses could completely register this, the man in robe began to chant in a low, baritone voice and, though I couldn't understand what he was saying, it sounded very much like Latin.As they reached the stage area, I recognized one of the naked men as Fred Benson, the Level 8 manager we can just talked to a few hours before. He looked. I detect that she was enjoying every moment of it and has closed her eyes. Current was passing through her body and she looked towards me and kissed me. She kissed on my lips and then started liking my lips with her tongue and entered her tongue into my mouth, Ohhhhhh what a sensation was that. I respond eagerly & replied her kiss with passion keeping my hand gripping her boobs. I could not control any more and start kissing her rock hard boobs. I was sucking two great boobs in front of me like.