"One of the guys I work with told me he'd gone there himself. So the following weekend, he'd invited me along, so I went with him, and sure enough it ...as just like he said." So how does this all work?" I asked skeptically."We have this email address, you email them and tell them you're interested in attending the party. You have to send a current photo I.D. of yourself, and some guy then checks that against you when you show up at the door. If he's satisfied, he lets you in. They only accept. Indeed, James seemed to revel in dining with me en deshabile, wearing only a dressing gown and his trousers, and I would wear even less. Most meals I wore my stockings and slippers alone, though occasionally I would add a transparent robe or ‘Merry Widow’ corset of the sort that cupped and exposed my bosom to his view. Needless to say, our deserts were often each other! Monday morning we dressed and James ordered up a coach to drive us to a jewelers’. Once inside, he reached into his pocket and. Mean she said today is full of fun we will leave it at that. My mind raceing with thoughts that i might not enjoy thiis or make it out of this alive. She left the room as i staired at the ceiling the next lady cam in it was a Mexican lady big tits nice round. Booty black hair black lipstick black panties black bra black leggings. I mean tattoos sbe must of been a gothic girl.she walked toured me she said are u ready i said no.she started to kiss me her tong went deep in my throat. She said mmm. Everything was being done in slow motion now. Laura ran her hand down and back up and then down again; she then started to sit back on her heels, gasping when we touched. She rubbed me along the length of her pussy, lining me up with herself and without breaking eye contact, eased onto me.As she started to lower herself, I ran my hands along her thighs over her skirt and around her waist. It was my turn to pop her button and undo her zip. I pushed my hands up the back of her t-shirt until I.