“Only if you suck it," he said. I was hesitant about doing so, and to this day I really don’t know why. So I went in and gently grabbed his dick...to snap a picture and he quickly covered it. I allowed my wet tongue to lick the tip and he moved his hand. I snapped a few pictures and continued to work my magic. While licking, something stirred in me. I started getting aroused. I was getting turned on. Sucking a large luscious curved dick, in the home of a man I’m fucking, knowing he can walk. The day goes by and one moment she was bending down to picked up some of the paper and there it was, her whole red sexy lace thong was showing, I wanted to tell her but didn't wanted to make myself and her awkward so I just kept staring at it and started to have a boner. Her ass was so white and with that red thong, I just wanted to pulled it down and see how her asshole and pussy looked like and every time she talked to me it was hard to not stared at her white smooth chest and that soft. Of course, I imagined very few sixteen-year-olds had ever lost their virginity in such an expensive establishment as a pleasure-palace.I could just take him to any random pleasure-palace, allow him to choose a pleasure-slave from the viewing area, and she would take him up to one of the bedrooms to fuck. However, I felt it was very possible he might choose a girl closest to his own age, which would be the eighteen-year-old pleasure-slaves. These girls were young and beautiful of course, but. ’ They put their clothes back on and started walking back to the house. Joanne slipped her hand in Larry’s hand as they walked. ‘I can’t get over what’s been happening between us, and how intense it is,’ she said, ‘Maybe I…we shouldn’t be doing this.’ Larry squeezed her hand. ‘What are you talking about? Why shouldn’t we?’ he asked. ‘We’re both adults. I love what’s been happening and I think you do, too.’ They went in the house. ‘I know, Larry,’ Joanne said, ‘I…I do love what’s happened.