Maz nudged me. “Pretty isn’t she?” I nodded. “You going to dance with me?” I looked up at her. “You always dress so butch?” She was wear...ing a pair of black leather trousers, a white button-down and a black linen jacket. It was all class, down to the little black ankle boots with low heels and buckles. “Always. Not your thing?” I was wearing a deep blue evening dress that came to my ankles and scooped my tits (34c, if you’re interested) rather nicely, I thought. I’m a femme les and actually like. "You're such a good pussy pleaser."The strange compliment turned me on even more.After a few minutes of licking, she began bouncing on my face. The act was naughty and awkward, yet it again only enhanced my eagerness as she used me for her own personal pleasure. Suddenly she collapsed her cunt on me and began rubbing back and forth, literally grinding on my face. Seconds later, my face, already very wet from her cunt, was drenched as she came a second time.I continued licking throughout her. Sam straightened up and stood in front of him inviting the old man to remove her shorts and soon his trembling hands were pulling the zipper down exposing the top of her little red thong, he slipped her shorts down exposing her tiny panties, her could see a few black pubic hairs poking out the top and sides, her gusset tight between her legs, “You like my panties daddy?” she asked, Roger certainly did and again put his hands around her arse pulling her close, his face pressed up hard into her. He was quite strong, although his appearance was of a tall, slightly built man with only a little greying hair. From personal experience Jacqui knew that his prick was quite thin, and despite it being longer than average, he found it difficult to reach an orgasm. She decided."That is a basic three hundred credits, with a refund of one hundred if Greta can't help you to achieve an orgasm. I must warn you that if Greta dies it will cost you five thousand credits to pay for her."Jason was somewhat.