Fystee resumes her attack on poor Pixie when she realizes that Pixie's rescuer decided not to. Rocco runs from the room and into his office to retriev... his digital camcorder but quickly returns and starts taping the action in crisp detail. "Has anyone ever told you that you taste a little like tofu, Pix? It isn't bad, but I bet he tastes more like Italian sausage. That perfect mix of Clive Owen, Rico Suave, and the most perfect specimen of an Italian man you could ever hope of finding." . I continued cleaning the bathroom and restocking the soaps and towels. I saw another empty packet of Levante hold up stockings in the rubbish bin and to my dissapointment no worn nylons. I went back to the room to take stock of the minibar and to my surprise there was a pair of stockings hanging on the chair. These were not there before when I was making the bedroom. These ones looked warn as the heel was slightly darkened by the shoes. These didn’t have any cum stains but smelt of her perfume. She took a step back and guided my hand up the inside of her skirt, the back of my hand brushed against her smooth inner thigh and she gave a light gasp, she continued to guide my hand upwards until with a gasp I felt her naked wet pussy against my hand. We continued to kiss as I guided my hand over her warm and now soaking pussy, she groaned and writhe against me. At the same time she slowy slipped her hand down the front of my trousers and took hold of me and began to gently motion back and. ‘My makeup is probably a mess.’ ‘I think you look beautiful,’ I said without realizing it. My comment put the first genuine smile I’d seen that night on her face. That warmed me, made me feel even more optimistic about what might happen later. ‘I don’t want you to take this the wrong way,’ I said, ‘but I have an alternate suggestion.’ ‘What’s that?’ she asked. ‘We, ah, we could go to my place,’ I mumbled. I have no idea where I got the courage to make that suggestion. ‘What…what about your.