It was late and I had work then next day so left my mates and went to get a taxi home. walking up the street for a taxi I noticed a woman standing on ...he corner. The girl was facing away from me but looked hot from behind short skirt, fishnet stockings and high heels looked like a total slut my kinda girl. As I passed by she asked if I had the time of course I stopped and used the oppertunity to chat her up. She was stunning long dark hair brown eyes and tanned skinned after chatting for a few. Still, it was nothing like a father's kiss, and we made out like that for around half a minute. Sasha sat up, straddling one of my legs. Her left hand came down to rub my hard cock through my shorts. "You really think I'm sexy? I never thought you did. I mean, I always thought you were, but I guess I just thought I'd seem like a little girl to you." You're my little girl. Maybe... maybe we shouldn't do this."Sasha gripped my cock again, and then released it so she could kiss me some more. This. She didn’t have a chance to return home before heading to the hotel but figured the men weren’t going to be there for her clothes. As she walked into the hotel she marveled at how nice it was. She quickly guessed that Charles had gotten a suite and it was easily costing the company over two grand a night. She made her way to the bar and found Charles. He bought her a drink and laid out how the night would work, “You’re here so I’m guessing you’ve decided to help me out.” Emily nodded and. At least I assumed the panties in her purse belonged to her. The lace pattern matched the pattern of the bra. I imagined several scenarios where two girls would go into a bathroom to remove their underclothes and exchange them with each other and then put the exchanged undergarments into their purses. I stayed with the simpler solution. I thought about putting my hand up Marti's skirt to see if she was wearing panties. I discarded that idea quickly.Halfway home Marti started to moan. I.