If you let a guy stroke your ass, then he could well slip a banknote into your thong, it all depends on how much you need the money. Being straight wo...'t protect you from wandering hands; in fact it is likely to inflame the guys even more. So if you are willing to give it a go, be at the club on Tuesday night and we'll try you out." I felt very worried when I appeared behind the bar virtually naked, while every eye in the club was turned towards my body. There was a mirror at an angle on the. I was sure they would feel ... What was I thinking?!? I couldn't do anything like that with these women.No matter how pretty and sexy they are, you don't dip your pen in company ink!At least, that's what I'd heard numerous times from friends.Still ... they were so very attractive.I had to break the hug before the blood I could feel flowing to my groin made things obvious that I wasn't thinking about a punch machine.Natasha and Cecilia got right back into business mode and started helping me out. Lia: Not that. Italy!Jack: I think it's time you explained yourself there.Lia: OK. The dildo that I happened to be impaling myself upon, at the time of that particular conversation was 'Made in Italy' that's all!!!!Jack: All that secrecy for that :-) Get your husband to open the mail when he gets in from work. Then you prepare a small overnight case. Tomorrow you're going shopping for lingerie, before you leave. Later on today, a small parcel will arrive through the post. You will insert its. I nodded, my heart thumping. Jim cleared his throat. He looked a little pained. "Now, you don't have to fuck her, just cum on her belly," he clarified. I smiled. "No problem, Jim. I will keep her skin looking good with my finest spunk, and she will be ready for your return." I fought back the urge to give him a wink. Jim left the next Saturday, and I was over to their house by noon. "I'm so glad you came," she said. "I was worried you would forget." She was dressed in a clinging.