I put on a tight tank top and a clean pair of panties. Kyle stood against the doorframe, watching me as I pulled the shirt down to my waist. It was ...short, exposing part of my tummy.“I love watching you,” Kyle said. “You look so sexy.”I giggled and turned toward Kyle. “You see me naked all the time, and you think I’m sexy when I’m dressed?”“I think you’re sexy naked, but something is alluring when you’re dressed, or partly dressed. I couldn’t take my eyes off you tonight.”“You make me feel so. It was twofold. First, the whole thing was a scam, a dodge to get the kid to the U.S. as a favor to the minister. The company had no intention of employing him and couldn’t care less what he did or where he went once he was admitted. Maybe they’d give him some kind of sham job if the point was to get him to the headquarters city itself, but employment or any real responsibility had nothing to do with the purpose of the trip.Second, on the off chance the kid actually did have a skill the company. She looked fearfully into his eyes, willing him to stop but wanting him to continue – wanting him to do anything he wished. He sank to his knees and Caz closed her eyes as his mouth closed on her swollen and greedy pussy. The touch of his tongue made her moan and her arousal soar. He wasn't gentle – but he was talented - and she felt his lips and tongue exciting every part of her exposed flesh. His hands slid under her ass to cup and squeeze the cheeks as he alternately licked her pulsating. A mixture of saliva, champagne and bubbles began to exude around her lips. Undeterred, she continued her efforts. Briefly, she looked up at his face and saw the nearness of his impending orgasm. This vision reached deep inside her and ancient lusts came rushing back to her mind. She was joyful in the knowledge of her continued sexual capabilities and she redoubled her efforts to make it clear to all that she was at least once, all the woman she had ever been.Through his haze of now intense.