I said it was ok and quite a compliment really. They said I would make a good stripper, I laughed. They naught me more drinks and even had a dance. Al... very nice and I admit I liked the attention, liked it a lot, even enough to not mind there hands touching a little and brushing up against me. We had more drinks, some quite strong ones, and there. hands where getting more touchy. Then one said that he could see my cunt, and he could see how wet I was through the wet patch on my shorts. He was. His eyes watched me in the mirror as I pulled the top of my dress down, pulling my breasts free, and my fingers tweaked and stroked my nipples, making them bead and harden with need. I kneaded them, my breathing getting harder, so turned on with his movements, the idea of us fucking in such a public spot, of being caught; I was on the verge of orgasm already. His hands came up from my skin, and I groaned in need, not caring if anyone heard me. I felt him ease away, and heard the soft snick and. He brushed her hair to the side exposing her neck. He removed his robe, naked himself now, and knelt beside her. There he positioned the covered tray within easy reach and gently peeled back the scarf to reveal its contents. On the tray, there were a variety of brushes, from a large round powder brush to the smallest feather thin sable-hair artist’s brush. Lying next to the brushes was a small folded oriental fan. Just behind the brushes on the tray were 4 small crystal bowls. The bowl to the. . Fuck me b*o… I wanna feel it.’ I didnt want this moment to go away so I quickly took advantage of it. I slicked my dick up with spit and slowly fed my dick into his virgin hole. ‘Oh…. Shit…. Fuck…. Damn… Motherf—‘ His obscenities rambled on as I slowly sank into him. He was so tight and hot inside. I was totally not expecting that at all. I leaned down over him and watched him face to face, his expressions, getting funnier and sexier all at the same time. ‘Damn man… its soo… big…’ He.