I will ask her tonight. You can dress as a maid, and I will ask her to come over and help me with your make up. It will help you get used to the idea ...f others seeing you dressed in a skirt.” “I will tell her that we are both going to a fancy dress party dressed as maids, and you are shy, and need your confidence building.” Sue tightened her grip around my waist; I could see in the mirror her right hand raise the slipper. Then the slipper started its tattoo of sharp spanks on my exposed. ”“Is it just the three of you?”“No, it’s fatso, some men, and your girl. There are almost ten men with guns, mostly the men guarding the auction, and Timor.”Taylor could hear the fear creep into her voice at Timor’s name. She had made it clear she was afraid of him and wanted to stay far away from him. His being there meant something though. Timor wasn’t just some flunky, he was involved in the entire smuggling operation, according to Reznikov, which meant the fat man was also someone of note.. “You are just as beautiful as I remember,” I say. She smiles and says, “You’re not so bad yourself.” I lay her on her back and start to kiss her body all over. I take my time with each breast. Making circles around her nipples, and biting them a little. Just enough, to get a small moan out of her. In between breasts I come back up to her lips and we let our tongues mingle. I get between her legs and kiss my way down. She's ticklish at her belly button, so I tease her. I slowly circle my tongue. Especially in that short white skirt and red boob-tube.“Please,” she said, looking down at the floor. “I’ll do anything…”“Anything?” I asked, stepping in front of her, one eyebrow raised.“Anything.” She smiled, placing her hands on the outside of my knees.“Okay,” I said, unfastening my jeans and letting them slide down my legs. “Are you any good at sucking cock?”“Let’s find out,” she replied, pulling down my pants to reveal my slowly swelling length. I shuffled forwards slightly and she.