She entered the bathroom just as the waitress brought my check. As I reached for my wallet, I glanced over at the restaurant. Susan was paying her ch...ck, and as she stood up to leave, I saw she was still wearing the green suit I spied her in earlier. As she left the restaurant, she too headed toward the bathroom. Even though this brought her closer to me, I realized it would have been hard for her to see me, because of the position of some columns and large palms that helped separate the bar. She delights in the feeling of exposure with her high set breasts moving freely underneath. She would be embarrassed but for the emerald masquerade mask. It announces her presence with feathers that just straight up, forms a crown. Her hair is slicked back and pulled into a low braid.She is powerful and sexy. She feels it at her core. Before her is a man in a mask and a suit with a cat-o-nine tails in his hand. She’s watching him work on a young woman who writhes under his discipline. She’s. “A walk in closet! Even I don’t have one of those”, you think to yourself. Bruce walks into his closet and hands you a bathrobe. “Here you go, get rid of those muddy clothes of yours dirty girl”, Bruce commands. “You’re not going to help me change?”, you say as you try pouting again. “My mom told me that I shouldn’t watch girls changing”, Bruce laughs. He shuts his closet doors as you roll your eyes at him from the other side hoping he’d notice. You undress and leave your poor lacy panties. “Big isn’t it? Don’t you want it?” He blushed and nodded.The client now lied in the middle of the bed, and asked him to come over. He moved to the middle of the bed as well, and used his hand to hold the massive manhood of the client. He started using both hands and stroking it in an upwards motion. “Play with my balls my love.” The client requested. He cupped the client’s ball with the right hand, while his left hand continue to stroke the dick. He started to feel some juice coming out of the.