Her white bra and panties glowed in the late afternoon light, even as she continued to stand in his shadow.In some strange way, doing what she had jus...t done, and now standing before him like this, gave her a sense of power that she hadn’t felt before. Power over him—he was still standing there, seemingly dumbstruck—because she had chosen to do what she’d done. She liked it. It made her want to shock him some more.She continued to look steadily at him and said, softly, “I’ve been a very bad. Suck and swallow and the money was hers. Tracey was a young, short, slightly chunky blond. Not fat but big boobed and carrying some extra around the middle. Dressed as she was in a white blouse that stretched across her chest and short black skirt that barely covered her arse I'll admit I had checked her out in the past.With a few compliments and a little persuasion Tracey dropped to her knees and took my dick in her hand. I held her hair away from her face as I looked around for the security. I can’t remove your blouse in this position so reach toward the buttons on your pants. I look into your eyes for some sign that I’m going to far or pushing you, but all I find is a quiet desire and an invitation. Opening one, then two buttons, then unzipping your pants. I run my hand over your hip, the material of your pants stretched over your feminine curve, so lovely and elegant. Down to the foot of he bed I step, untying and removing your shoes and thin socks. Stepping back up beside you. She got up to follow her but bodies got in the way and she lost her. Marlene found her dress and walked out in the hallway.The first Asian woman surprised her from behind and wrapped her arms around her waist. She too had dressed.“Come”, she said and they ran down the hallway to a larger room where hookers were sitting with their clients on large sofas. There was no room there either.“Do you need privacy ?”, asked the old lady Marlene had met at the door“Yes…we need to know each other better”,.