. Double or nothing on tomorrow's game." You're on. C'mon, shake," I challenged. As we shook I asked, "So where are you planning on staying tonight." ...'m okay. No problem," she answered gruffly."I do have a little room on the third floor, part of the studio; it's used by the models, others, as a place to take a break between shots... its got a pull out sofa, a fridge, microwave, a small rest room... if you'd like to" You don't have to." You'll be doing me a favor" Yeah sure." Do you want it or. I kneel at your feet, but I can’t see you clearly as her hair is in the way. I touch her head, she looks up. I place my hands under your ass and raise them, giving myself better access to you. I lick you, where she has been. You taste sweet, your juices flowing. She takes my cock in her hand and wanks it slowly as she sits back on you, your hands pulling her thighs apart, allowing you access. Your tongue, extended now, is flicking between her pussy and her ass. I move away and come round to. I suddenly pull you up and turn you around, and take you to the bonnet of the car where I make you sit down, legs wide open around my body. you hike up your skirt and I rip off your dainty little piece of underwear. I kiss your neck, nibble on your ear, squeeze your tits, feeling your nipples trying to break free from your bra. then I throw your legs over my shoulders and go down on my knees, slowly working my tongue around your clit, flicking it over your pussy lips, pushing it deep inside. Pale green lights. And as she watched, she realized they were dancing.***Sunday morning. Megan paced in the study, tugging the cuffs of her sleeves. Peter was at his account books, silent except for the sound of his pen scratching the page. He looked even more tired now than before he'd left. He'd come back late and put her off several times, and now she waited for him to finish with the books, rehearsing what she wanted to say. Finally he looked up at her. His eyes were very sad. “All right,”.