Her cat-suit was zipped open to the top of her belly, revealing a set of enormous, succulent breasts and hinting at sharply defined abs. In short, she...was a walking wet dream, but she sounded pissed off, and the receptionist had stopped fingering herself and looked abashed.'Miss Benton,' she repeated, 'We have a guest in reception, someone who is new to this school. What sort of impression is behaviour like that going to give?' The receptionist looked sheepish. The woman continued, 'Didn't you. She begins to rub her clitoris, whilst mirroring the action by massaging her master’s still enveloped manhood with her tongue. Her plan, bring her master to his full virility once again. With her master’s newly hardened member hovering deep in her mouth, and her hand vigorously rubbing upon her clitoris, she lets out a muffled moan of lustful desire. Knowing of her need, her master plunges deep into her mouth a final time. Then preparing to relocate to a more suitable position, her master. Zack had secured 4 time slots spread across the weekend. Some bidders had been too conservative with their bidding and ended with only one. Their consolation was the alternate professional care and comfort they would be provided by their dedicated fulltime hostesses. ————————————————————– Zack watched the iridescent ocean float past his window as the ship moved slowly across the shimmering sea. It was evening, the sun was gone but the moon-glow reflected off the chevrons of wavelets in the. ”Trini laughed a musical trill. Instead of spitting, she allowed a silvery string of her saliva to drip from her lips onto the attractive cap at the tip of his dick. She massaged him with damper hands.“Do you really think that’s a threat?” She giggled sweetly. Trini licked him from his nuts to his knob. Her warm, tiny hands went back to work. When she teased a shiny dab of precum out of it, Trini looked over her shoulder and then turned to him, lapping it off his dick and savoring the taste.