She was the daughter of a Filipina mother and a Scottish merchant marine father and had an absolutely fantastic figure. Picture in your mind, 32B-22-3...0 with a light brown skin and freckles across her face. Her crowning glory was a head of gleaming black hair that hung halfway down her back and add a voice that would melt the heart of a statue.After one more beer, I discovered that I was at least legally under the influence, I asked Lena if she would be interested in going out to dinner. Ha. Managingto use those was going to be nothing compared to managing his ownfeelings. But he already knew he couldn't give this up without followingEveline down whatever route she had planned for him a while longer yet.She glanced down at his lap, amused but in a nice way. A damp patch wasapparent again. She moved back to her own chair to put some distancebetween them even if it was only a couple of metres. Picking up her bag,she asked him if he was wearing stockings as requested and when. Not only did I sense his willingness, but by the look on Rick's face, he seemed excited at the prospect of being sucked off by me in front of the girls.Sam looked at me and said, "That's me all over him. You always tell me how much you love how I taste. Open your mouth. You're going to taste me now." It was most humiliating. I was resistant to Sam's order.Laurel was stroking herself again. She looked at me with her sexy, wanting expression and continued fondling my balls and my ass. Somehow,. She KNEW the rules; she was to be contactable at ALL times. Tonight she had pushed Him, and she was about to find out just how much.“Strip” He commanded. “You are lucky that I had the sense to eat at the office, otherwise I would be demanding you to cook for me. Fortunately that is taken care of, so all you need to worry about is atoning for your behaviour.”“Your girl is sorry….” She started, but was again cut off by a rhetorical question along the lines of Him not recalling giving her.