It was exquisite -- simply exquisite -- that was the feeling roaring through me.My next recollection was that of her tongue moving across my stomach, ...nly to stop at the small tuft of pubic hair just above my pussy. And then with my hands urging her head lower, she moved to me; and I parted my thighs in readiness.While all this was going on I had no idea where or what Palo was doing, nor did I care.Suddenly the sweet, pungent aroma of Marion's juices filled my nostrils, almost overwhelming me.. A Chinese girl, done up in a stylised military uniform and patent leather boots that stopped somewhere near her crotch marched to the front, a scant three foot from our table."Ladies and Gentlemen..." She bawled at the top of her very powerful lungs through the sound system. "My name is Lucy, your host for the evening..." She waved and whipped up the crowd. "Welcome to the fourth Erotica in London."The audience clapped, whistled and called in anticipation."After long and often painful. She felt good…amazing in fact. But not quite satisfied…not yet. She looked up at him with a fire of lust in her eyes, she watched as he peeled off his shirt to reveal his toned torso, a sight that always sent a tingle through her. She lay there watching, her breath slowly steadying as she watched him strip his clothes to reveal his naked form. Candlelight flickered across his exposed body; he looked tall and strong as he stood over her bed in naught but his skin. Dropping her eyes she. If only I could just slide a hand down the front and feel the warmth and pressure of her cleavage on my hand.“This is so relaxing that I could fall asleep,” she said as she opened her eyes and looked up at me. I felt a flush of embarrassment flood my cheeks as I realised that she would have seen my eyes fixated on her tits before they flicked shamefully to her face.Whilst she was clearly comfortable with me touching her, being caught so brazenly drinking in her chest gave me a jolt of guilt and.