The black bar tender came to her table and took her order returning to the bar. Michelle scanned the possibilities. The guys were all considerably you...ger than her, early twenties to possibly thirties. There were four of them, three light-skinned and one as dark as midnight. They were all concentrating their attention towards the slender black slut seated in their midst. Michelle thought she probably was a prostitute.The bartender returned with Michelle's scotch on the rocks and asked if she. I have never had a man to fuck me any way but missionary and not sure I like it.” Grabbing her I pull her into my arms and kiss her. I exclaim, “I like to make sure my partner is satisfied and fulfilled. I asked you out her to get the feel of what you like. I plan to fuck you several ways, and you can see if you like any of them.” We are close together picking up wood. She bends over and I slip my finger up her slit. Springing up she turns on me. “You will not fuck me until tonight," she. Last night as he nursed Julie stroked his cock till he sprayed her with his warm thick cream. She loved jerking him till he would cum hard. Sometimes she even as he nursed would spread his legs wide and play with his cock and balls and also finger fuck his asshole. Julie was nineteen and Ben was forty eight. She was just what he needed for his high sex drive. At night he liked to fuck her three times and finger her or tongue her a couple times also. He liked when she sucked his cock and finger. I slowly sat up and was startled to find a brass Bellman’s cart placed near the foot of the bed holding a single garment bag. A now familiar calligraphy-labeled note card sat on top of the comforter and a new bottle of opened champagne on the bedside table. I wondered if it was Michel who again let himself into the suite to deliver these newest additions. ‘How long had he watched me sleep? And please let there be no photos!’, I thought to myself.I opened the note card to read Jacque’s latest.