Her ass was firm and supple, her long brown hair fell softly across her shoulders, and he couldn't help but occasionally loosen his iron grip on her w...ist and fondle one of her beautiful C-cup breasts. But after his glimpse of the silver necklace, his eyes wandered away from the Latin beauty he had bent over her Queen-sized bed and around the room, searching for the case it had come from.Lifting and turning her head from the pillow it'd been firmly planted in, she yelped between thrusts --. . Making up her mind, she turned to her closet, snatching a white minidress off the rack. Walking back into the vanity area, she threw it on the counter. Feeling the milk running down her breasts, she leaned over the sink expressing the milk, hoping to get enough out to keep her nipples from dripping and wetting the front of the dress.After a couple of minutes, she stopped, her knees feeling wobbly, looking in frustration in the mirror. The more I pull on my nipples, the more mini-orgasms I. To lure him from the car, I had to appear ready to meet with him face-to-face. I also had to keep an eye out for the man he was supposed tomeet, although the Admiral had assured me that it wouldn't be a problem.Apparently he had gotten word to Andre that the meeting would be an hourearlier than originally scheduled. I wasn't sure how he had managedthat, but I had confidence in his assurances.So I stepped out of the car without turning to face Andre. I heard hisown car open and heard the soft. Way too much overkillfor a trip to the salon, but I did not care. I checked the clock and itwas almost 1 pm and grabbed my purse and went upstairs to meet Sharonwho was getting ready to go herself.She looked me over and giggled a little and said, "going to work or thesalon my dear? you do not have time to change, so come on, no coat isneeded it is warm enough." Sharon was definitely right; she was insweat pants and a sweater. We left for the salon, which was only 5minutes away, on the way she.