"Le's move her onto de table." Nikki felt her hand and leg restraints being unfastened, and although she made a grab at the rock-hard cock as it slid ...from her mouth, she was unsuccessful. Her licker reluctantly allowed her to be peeled from her face, and walked offstage, swinging her hips sluttishly, to offer herself to a group of waiting men who were already stroking their dicks in anticipation..Nikki's greedy eyes never left Mamhoud's hard column of flesh, as he saw him move towards a table. I could only watch. Her hair tickled my pussy, making me shift, trying to get some friction against my clitoris and pussy lips, but failing. It wasn't enough, it wouldn't be enough, I needed more pressure down there. "Do you like what you see, slave?" "Yes, Mistress," I admitted, looking at her wet pussy. It was shaven, it was glistening and I wanted nothing more than to dive my tongue back in there. I was horny, but I also wanted to please her so she would please me again, or allow me to. Penetration was not on his menu after the previous evenings anal affair, but he knew she was still sensitive there and licked her until she was giggling and panting at the same time. He took the time to slip from her lower hole to her pussy and give her another delicious orgasm with his tongue to her clit and then he let her relax he legs as he climbed her body to her breasts where he teased her with erotic nips and kisses until she begged for him to suck them fully. He manhandled her boobs and. This, Nick told himself, gave him more time to focus ongetting the work done. He felt this was how a man showed his ability todelegate.After Ron had left, Nick buzzed Betty and asked her if she could contactMiss Gilbert's office and arrange a suitable time for the installation ofthe company's equipment. Also to get him the address and a contact phonenumber. Betty instantly had one hundred and one questions about this ladyher sweet boss was going to visit. Betty of course knew the lady.