Fink rose in mock reverence.He reached out to get Lilah's gloved hand and kiss it. She seemed not in the mood. Her eyes flashed as she took in Lindsey...McDonald and the bobbing head of the platinum haired doll slave between his thighs.Fink smiled, being the gentleman he never was."Welcome, Mistress Lilah," he said smoothly. "I gather I don't really have to introduce Lindsey McDonald to you?"Lilah just grunted. She lifted her sharp nose into the air.Fink gestured towards the bar. He informed if. I could feel her fingers gently played in the opening at the top of my rectum. Slowly but relentlessly she worked her finders deeper, gently straightening out the curved tunnel as she slipped deeper inside. It was heaven and hell. The sensation was too intense to bear but I didn't want her stop.And she kept moving deeper. Finally, she took my hand and told me to reach back. I did. I couldn't see what she was doing, though the waves of sensations were overpowering. Reaching back, I felt her. ” She laughed and added. “I mean really, who is in control? You know what I mean?”It didn't take Connie too long to figure out popwhoring any of her clients for a nice fat tip made a lot of sense. Her starting offer was a full blown facial for a one hundred dollar tip but if she had another appointment waiting or if you balked at the suggested retail then two twenties was enough to get on her knees and let you stroke your load into her wanting mouth. “I keep an extra shirt in my bag baby. ”“They deliver,” laughed Bobby.“I don’t think she has the patience to wait for them to deliver,” said Jennifer.“She is a very impatient woman,” said Bobby.“Yes,” said Jennifer, suddenly thinking about the baby.She knew how both her mother and Bobby felt about the baby. That had been an evolution too. When her mother first told her about it, she had broken down, crying. That had made it difficult for Jennifer to vent her own rage, which turned out to be a good thing, since that rage had cooled.