We talked about college and career, and found a mutual interest in old jazz. Turns out she had some early Blue Note disks I had been looking for for y...ars, so I asked about taping them for my collection and she invited me to come over and give them a listen first.Her "little place" was a Victorian brownstone in one of the more expensive neighborhoods. I pulled into the second bay of the two-car garage since it looked like rain. She showed me into the music room as she went to fix something to. He massaged my neck and throat with his snake-like hot tongue. ”OH my God!” I quickly gasped. Suddenly, my hot little vagina was introduced to the large head of his bulky full-size penis. He slowly raised his head from the sensuous torture he was giving my neck and stared ever so deeply into my wide-open eyes. He began to kiss me with a sultry passion unlike any I’ve ever experienced. My starving legs tried to coax him to go deeper into me, as he over-filled the entrance of my stretched sopping. Mmm every whim thought Gillian could be interesting. Stop it girl behave your self she laughed inwardly to her self. The doors round the sides of the room lead off to private, room so you can be fed grapes and so forth of you own personal slave, Ok costs £10.0 an Hour but what the hell makes a special night of it. You want to see them one of them couches with no end or sides on and cushions everywhere, sort of like a sheiks tent. I am going to get pampered in one of them. .. He grinned lewdly to himself and drained his glass as he walked along the hallway behind her, following her into the great room and closing the door behind him... hearing the lock tumbler falling securely into place.Jean, too, heard that decisive clicking sound and a new tightness constricted her belly. She stopped short in the room, turning quickly to face him. He smiled. "You were in here earlier," he said, walking past her toward the bar."Y-Yes... Mrs. Keele ordered me to clean the room,".