Overloaded with nervousenergy, he also yanked up the tops of his thigh-high socks, wishingthat at least they didn't feature those vivid hearts.Marty t...old him, "You have to get back on my lap, Karen. But this timeyou won't be sitting. Will you?" No, Ma'am." He was so upset that he almost forgot what he was sayingand had to quickly amend, "Miss Marty."That correction earned him a tolerant smirk. She smoothed out theshort cheerleader skirt over her tantalizing upper legs and patted it."Come on. What did you mean by that?’ ‘Well, for one thing, you have to be able to take a lot of shit out of some weird women on a power trip. Most of them are all right but they aren’t the warm fuzzy type we deal with at Malken & Drake,’ she said. ‘Is that it?’ I asked. ‘It varies from show to show,’ she said. ‘At Club Sanderson’s, the customers are allowed to touch the models whenever they feel the urge. It’s something you have to get used to.’ By ‘touch’ are you saying in an intimate way?’ ‘Oh yeah,’. Wrapping her arms around him, she hugged him fiercely. “I told you not to worry about that.”“But, Baby. I think...”“Hush. I’m telling you to stop worrying, and I mean it. I have a plan. Granted, it’s not complete yet, but ... I’m almost certain it will work. So, stop your worrying. Everything is going to turn out just fine.”“Jas, I...”Wiggling fully onto his lap, she plastered her body to his. A moment later, her mouth found his, also.He didn’t know how long the kiss went on, but both were. Jean Pierre is wearing a very brief black g-string and I can see the outline of his obviously semi-erect cock.“Make yourself comfortable and get naked for us,” Judy urges me.I almost have a full erection already from looking at her in her negligee.“Wow, your cock is magnificent, long and thick, just as I expected,” Judy enthuses.“And I love the way you trim your pubic hair, with a little tuft of hair above your cock.“Maybe I should trim mine?“I am going to enjoy this.”“Did you enjoy sucking his.