“What is your particular itch that you need scratched, Emmy?” he asked bluntly. “What would it take to convince you that I’m the one you shoul... go home with tonight?”Emmy hesitated a moment. Then she asked, “Are you married?”He shook his head, “No, I wouldn’t be here if I were. I have dark needs, Emmy. Most women run for the hills when they discover that the man behind the smile is a sadistic fuck.”She felt her juices start to flow. “What kind of dark needs?” she asked.“I asked you first,” he. "nah, just you baby...i'll make damn sure of that." she said as gave me a wink. i removed all of my top clothes and laid back on the table as she instructed. she let her hands glide slowly over my body and then gently cupped my breats. she took me in her mouth one nipple at a time and softly circled them with the wetness of her tongue. then she traced the indention of my belly button and then quickly made her way to my hot pussy. my panties were already drenched with my juices and i really. " Thanks," Sandra said smiling."So, what are we going to do for the rest of the evening?" Melinda asked, to change the topic. Mostly, because she had felt that she was getting excited and also felt a desire to touch Sandra again."I don't know. What do you want to do?"Melinda looked through the window and saw that the sun was still shining. Well, it was only early September, so the sun would be up for a few hours longer, and it had been a very sunny day already, so the temperature outside was. Let's get rid of these," I said and I reached under the skirt of her dress to grasp the straps of her thong. I slid them slowly down her legs and let them hit the floor with an audible, wet, plop. She stepped out of them and I quickly put them in my other pocket. She put her hands on the wall as I stood back up and lifted the skirt of her dress up and over her ass. For a moment, I just stood and looked."It's not polite to stare," she said to me over her shoulder. "And I'm tired of being.