. Might say ‘no’, but it doesn’t hurt to ask.”“You’ll come get me?”“Of course.”“You’ll bring me home when I’m ready to go home...”“Where ever home might be.”“Yeah,” I said. “That’s still up in the air.”“I’m not trying to get you into my lair for a wrestling match.”“Nice to know. Does your definition of ‘wrestling’ encompass, perhaps, a bit of snuggling?”“Pleasant to think about,” he said.“Perhaps so,” I returned. “Just ... Not past that. Not right now.”“I understand. Wasn’t going there.”“Multiple. Its been long since I've had a juicy cock in my mouth so I started to suck the life out of him and tried my best to deepthroat me (Im in the proces of learning). It only felt like a couple of minuttes till he shot a warm and sticky load into my mouth. There weren't that much so it was easy to swallow without any off it dripping down on my dress. He zipped up his pants and thanked me and I thanked him back. I felt proud of me and went back out to the club but as I opend the stall door one of the. I clearly informed her that i was sweaty and would need a shower at her home. Got into an auto and reached aunt’s place in 20 mins. I got into the elevator with 2 more people and I saw there were 2 large suitcases. I realized my client was there with me but was not sure who, that’s when two of stepped out and rang aunty’s doorbell. She had just woken up and was watching some Hindi music channel. This guy and aunty gave each other hug that’s when I realized they were old friends. Looking at me. His female boss was equally as obsessed with the erotic stimulant of feminine foot odors and the chance to get a fantastic viewing angle on various female shoppers with skimpy and sometimes absent undies with their shoes removed and the scents of paradise wafting up into his nostrils like harbingers of erotic splendor.The lure of incessant pounding of the tantalizing Simone as they both inhaled the glorious scents from their client's discarded old shoes and stockings drove him to make shameful.