He could clearly easily see Sherri’s smooth slick cunt and skin illustrations on her legs and thighs. He carefully noted that Sherri kept her back s...traight and that she sat on the first six inches of her chair. “I have something to tell you, master,” Sherri said, averting her eyes. “Tell me.” “My husband, Steward, saw my beautiful skin illustrations.” “What did he say?” “He loves them. He became very aroused by them. I saw that he was aroused. I suggested that he masturbate. He did. I told. Neither did the long ride in the elevator to the 30th floor. When it finally arrived at its destination, Charles took a deep breath as the doors opened and he stepped inside.He had heard about the popularity of this restaurant, but had not had any desire to see for himself before tonight. He looked around and saw a busy dining area, and it looked as if there were no tables open. The hostess saw him and walked over to greet him with a big, wide smile that alerted him to her bubbly. .. your huge cock, up inside me; fill my cunt with your big meat and fill me with your sperm,” she said hauntingly, blushing when she said cock, cunt and sperm.“Very good,” I said. “That will come easier as we do it more and more.”“We’re going to do more than once?”“If you want, we will,” I told her. “We can do it all the time, we both need to be quiet, OK?”“Sure,” she said as I removed my boxers and saw the big grin on her face.“Are all boys as big as you are, Robbie?”“I don’t think so,. Hopefully this time I could score. Rex hadn't had sex for months! He was like a camel with his sexuality. I was more like a dog--gimme gimme gimme! I couldn't go two weeks without screwing someone, but that was me. I was a luscious lady, as Rex would say. We had a large room, with a balcony that had a fantastic view. A king size bed with sensuous red silken sheets. Our bathroom had a bathtub that looked like something out of one of them glamour spas. It could makes bubbles, swoosh water around.