I started rolling her hard nipples around with my tongue and she was moaning and whispered, “Ohh that feels sooo good.” She started rocking faster... and faster and whispered, “Ohh that feels so good, squeeze harder.” I squeezed her breasts harder expecting her to squeal out in pain but she didn’t. She was rocking back and forth about as fast as I thought she could as I squeezed her breasts and sucked her nipples. She grabbed the back of my head and dug her nails into my short black hair and. They both had put on a kind of dress of some kind, not really transparent much, silky white, strange material actually.One of the tables was placed in the middle of the place, they would not do separate performances at each table this time. Since they performed together they told, they decided to play a game and the winner of that game, would win this performance.They laid themselves down on their back, across from each other, feet against feet first and then slowly moving their feet next to. ”I ran my fingers up inside her top and began to squeeze her nipples as I watched in lusty fascination as an eleven year old girl with glasses and pigtails outmuscled my thirty year old bodybuilder husband. She was humiliating him. And it made me hotter than anything Sean ever did in bed. “And she’s so ripped,” I sighed like an infatuated schoolgirl. “Bodybuilders spend decades trying to get muscles with that kind of development and definition. And an eleven year old girl puts them all to. ”They simultaneously downed what was left of the tangy vodka in one gulp. Anastasia coughed and recoiled, unused to hard drinking this early in the day.Veronica laughed, then eyed her mini-bar. “Ready for another?”* * * * *ONE MONTH AFTER THE FALLBrandon unbuttoned his suit and took a seat in the small, private lobby. He'd dressed to impress this morning, wearing a dark gray jacket, white button-down shirt, a black tie with thin, white diagonal lines flowing down its length and light gray dress.