The first thing that I would do, would be to have a look round and unpack my bags. I would take out the six inch platform stilettos and the thigh boot.... The pink thigh boots that go with one outfit and the white ones that go with another. I would take out my pvc basque and my gorgeous white lace one. I would try the red one on with the tiniest little g-string and stockings, before settling on a cream and peach corset that laced up at the back. I would roll on the pretty white lace topped. "Now, why would I be picking you up? Isn't it usually the other way around?" Well you asked me out, so I just figured..." Mark, will you be serious for a minute? No, I am not picking you up, and I will expect you at my house by five o'clock next Saturday. Got that?" Yes, ma'am!" he said contritely.She sighed. "Good grief!!!" After a pause, she added very sweetly, "Thank you Mark."The St. Regis Hotel in Atlanta is the premier location for an event such as a wedding reception. The hotel itself. I turned the music louder and the lights flashed on me. I wanted to reveal my back; I turned rubbing my back on the pole. It was cold, and the touch made me shiver. He loved my ass and legs. The next move would make him go mad. I bent down and rubbed the pole between my ass as if it’s making love to me. I kept moving up and down, all through my skirt. I bent down and saw him. I almost laughed at his helpless face. He was looking at me agape. Well it was time for some action with all grace of a. Steve's body broke into a sweat as Mike's knuckles worked theirway into his ass. Steve groaned. "More, more!" he cried as hisbody took all of Mike's hand into it. Steve's cock spurted hiscum into the air as Mike took complete control of Steve's being. Steve's ass made a popping sound as Mike pulled his fist frominside. Steve laid on the floor in ecstasy as Mike left for amoment to wash. He felt a feeling like he never felt for any manbefore. He looked up lovingly as Mike reentered the.