"Oh no," you chuckle, "very tasty use of honey," and then you stop speaking as you lave one breast, removing the honey with your rough tongue. "Godda...n it quit teasing me." I moan as both my nipples pucker under your attention. Suddenly you start down my stomache, following the honey trail, only stopping long enough to dip your tongue into my navel to trap the honey there, and it sends a shock straight to my pussy. I can tell there's a large wet spot on your comforter under my thrashing hips. . Her honeypot to sexually dominate men were her trashy short skirts and nylon stockings. She wore her garter belt so that it showed off the tops of her stockings and her creamy smooth thigh above them when she walked or sat down. It was like I found my queen bee. A special nymph to guide me, but not mine alone. She well knew who I was from the first time my eyes glazed over when we met. I saw her garter belt.She cultivated me by talking about the bras and stockings she was wearing now as we. She had gotten four very scarce tickets. And we were her first choices to be offered two of them.I surprised everybody by saying, "I'm very grateful Melissa, indeed, but I regret to say that for the time being, Johanna and I are living one day at a time. So we can't make any plans for the future."Three surprised people stared at me and Johanna shouted, "What in the hell do you mean by that?" Just what I said earlier today. The skeletons must be out before we can go forward any further," I. In that a rich guy calls a prostitute to his home. After a courtesy of talk, he gives her the money, she comes back after changing and they fuck but it isn’t typical prostitute sex. It looks a lot more sensual. The girls does everything the guys say but still acts like a girlfriend.(btw it is a real series) ( to be true I did found it quite nice but obviously I couldn’t say or show that)Me: And that is what you like?He: Come on now. Think if I hadn’t seen it then tonight might not have been so.