His pants were getting to be uncomfortable and knew this was the time to see if Liza truly was ready to be his very personal assistant. He moved his k...sses up to her ear and breathed, "Would you be willing to assist me now?" He took Liza's hand into his and placed it on his huge bulge. Liza's gaze was then fixed upon Ron's pants and how uncomfortable they looked like they were at that moment. The crotch of his pants was definitely tighter than it had been when she first arrived, and she was. As far as I could tell he already had a good view up my dress from where he was sitting. “Right now?” I asked. Richard nodded as he leant back in his chair and lifted his glass to his lips. I lifted my bum of my right cheek off the chair, pulled my dress up slightly and hooked my finger into my g-string. I was fortunate that I was wearing a g-string, anything else would have been awkward to get off while sitting. I pulled at it and it slid down my upper thigh. I repeated the manoeuvre with my. Her moans were loud and getting louder. I inserted one finger into her as I continued my vigorous licking. She groaned when my finger became two and continued the plodding of her pussy. Her thighs bucked wildly trapping my head in between her soft centre. Strong fingers pulled my hair using my tongue as a toothbrush to clean her pussy. She suddenly let out a long wail as I pressed harder on her sex with my tongue. She had orgasmed. Her juices were flowing faster than I could drink. I pulled out. Mitch kept up his swats, though her jean shorts moderated the impact somewhat. The two of them started dancing while he spanked. She kept her bent over position, and he kept spanking, but their feet started to move. The crowd was transfixed. A couple of club bouncers came over, not entirely sure whether they should stop Mitch or not. The DJ started accelerating the mix, and Mitch responded, speeding up his spanking tempo. Finally, Roxanne broke away from Mitch and stood straight up and grabbed.