She drew herself up to her full height and glared at me. “Listen buster, I'll admit we're not as pure as the driven snow, but we're not pay for play...girls either. We're damn fine actresses and we've accumulated quite a bit of money by being them. We brought enough to get to where we're going and left the rest with that son of a bitch manager we thought we could trust.” “Now the question is what are you going to do? Are you going to Sante Fe too? And if so, can we pay you to take us or are you. Gene’s hand slowly made it’s way under her skirt and she heard his sharp intake of breath when he found that there were no panties keeping him from feeling her. Gene’s fingers lightly stroked the tip of her pussy and Jessica closed her eyes spreading her legs a little further apart, giving him entrance into what she considered the most sacred part of her body. Instead of kissing her, Gene whispered ‘Not here’ in her ear and gave the driver directions to his house. Gene removed his hand from her. I sat on the long vinyl bench. Brenda stood in front of me between my legs. I reached up, put my hands on her hips and really looked at her for the first time.She dressed better than the other bar girls who looked more like strippers or hookers. Her red blouse was unbuttoned almost to her navel revealing a sheer red bra. The bra offered some support, but barely any cover for her enormous breasts, leaving half of her pink pebbly aureole exposed at the top. She wore a black mini-skirt that. A slow sexy smile came across her face, chocolate hair framing her face, she looked edible. She walked forwards her hips swaying suggestively, she pushed him back into his seat getting ever close to him, you know the rules she whispered into his ear, her breath making him shiver, he did know the rules, he couldnt touch, she gets to have her we with him.. His eyes drifted down to her beasts as she leant forwards, the spilled out of her bra slightly, he could almost see her nipples, he just.