My cock grew uncomfortable in my slacks as Ali scooped up the spot and licked her finger. It was then she noticed that I was watching. She lifted the ...ruit to her lips, kissing it, licking her lips free of the chocolate and bit into the fruit. She knew that my control was pushed to the limit. I excused myself and walked deliberately slow to the table. Ali smiled and picked up a slice of banana and dipped it again, taking slow measure to lick around the fruit and suck on it softly. She looked. "Hey! You're the one I'm going to be painting?" She's the one we'll both be painting," Mrs. James corrected. "We're going to be working side by side, Terry." All right! I can hardly wait to get started."She poured Andrea some tea (with milk and sugar, I couldn't help but notice) and we got settled around the table. I was curious about Andrea being the model for my first oil portrait but obviously she and Mrs. James had come to some kind of arrangement. I wouldn't have asked but they explained. The guys began yelling “lap dance, lap dance” and what the heck at $25.00 a dance we could really make some money. I did about four lap dances with no touching allowed. Well the guys got drunker and drunker and someone in the crowd shouted “who is going to blow the groom” I was really drunk and asked “how much”? The guys then pooled their money and said “$300.00” and handed me a wad of bills. I figured, what the heck I’ll blow this guy, plus he was young and kind of cute. I put the groom on a. Her eyes were locked on the immense tits that the girl's open blouse hardly concealed. "She works here."The girl giggled."Here no girls called Su-san, like, work, honey," she said. And she returned to her fingernails.Fred looked over to Cordelia, exasperated."Won't you look it up, please?" she asked."No need," the blonde answered. She pouted her pulpous lips. "No Su-san work here." Su... sannn," she repeated stupidly and giggled. It did interesting things to her abundant cleavage.Cordelia.