He was the hottest lawyer at Martin Dean and Fitch and yet was never one to be found playing up to the partners. In fact sometimes it seemed the partn...rs worked for him. He could command the attention of the room and at the same time disappear and engage you in the most private conversation as everyone else passed by. On top of all that he got Ann's juices flowing whenever she saw him and tonight was no exception. Looking full on into his deep blue eyes made her wish she had worn more than. "Professor Peter Poet proposes an intimate inspection to see all possibilities in proper perspective. Jenny eagerly undresses and bends over, legs wide to spread her ass cheeks to fulfil his wishes. Professor Peter Poet gets his compasses and ruler. He pins the point in her tight tasty sexy sphincter to draw the ideal circle, where his ruler will colour her bottom from pale by pink to red.Professor Peter Poet notices to his satisfaction that the sexy snatch of juicy Jenny gets wetter at every. She loved every part of that lifestyle. And she had the means to live it every night. Her rich upbringing made sure of that. She particularly liked hanging out in the "Deep Web", a goth-style night club that matched her aesthetics. She always liked to dress in black. Black boots, long up to her knees, black cute dresses that showed a bit more skin than her parents would approve. They all went great with her long and straight dark hair. She really liked her hair and took extremely good care of. Multiple cocks that wasn't mine. Cocks that were thicker, longer and most of all belonged to black men. Slowly he cranked his car and headed home humiliated, and without his friend. * * * Back in the VIP room Stacy was sucking Mark wildly. The ecstasy was still in affect, the feeling of that large cock thrusting against her mouth was unbearable. Saliva was now dripping down her chin on to the floor below her. She didn't even stop as Barry slid the black thong she had worn for her friend off her.