That was it I told myself, I bought that and got a pair of blue ribbon laced netted dolce and gabana heels to go with the outfit. All that done I got ...my carmelle latte from star bucks, booked a schedule at the par lour. Got threading and cleansing done, it was 5 I was dressing up at home, I had just taken shower and was wiping myself dry, when fredric’s call came, hey ! Mademoiselle ! What are you up to , just getting ready, ok he said, i’ll be waiting for you remember we meet at seven, I said. After I shut the door Roxy came out in his gym shorts only. "Very good sir. Roxy is glad for you. But why she leave so early?" Roxy saids. "Well she has to get up early for work." I answer as I walk over to the sofa and sit down. "But she leave you still hard. This no good." Roxy states. Roxy walks over to me and kneels between my legs. "Let Roxy finish you off." He saids. Before I could respond Roxy deep throats my hard dick, his hand fondling my balls. I couldn't believe that he. " "It's right and it's real. Look at yourself," she tells me, pointing to an old, dusty cupboard door. "Open it up, there's a mirror in there." I move towards it, anxious and unsupported in places I have never needed support before. Everything feels wrong, weighs wrong, hangs wrong. Still hoping for the hallucination to die I step up to the door, hesitate for god knows how long, steal myself and lose my nerve again, then, with a final wheeze of desperation, throw it open. My mind does not. At the last minute it just seemed fair. You kept your face against my vagina when I orgasmed, the I should at least keep my mouth on you for a little bit when you do. Actually, it really doesn’t taste that bad. It’s really fucking sticky stuff, but you seem to get turned on when I let it shoot on my face, and it kind of makes me proud to know that I made you do that.” I laid down on the blanket and motioned for her to straddle my chest. She looked at me curiously but did it. I scooted her up.