Shaver asked his son while absently moving to probe my cunt with his fingertips. He didnt enter me, just scraped his well-manicured fingers back and f...orth across the smoothly waxed lips, spreading the moisture I was helpless to stop. It took his son a moment to reply. Nuh-No sir, Kristen only lets me touch her tits. With that Mr. Shaver slapped me hard on the ass with his large hand, low enough to make my pussy and upper thighs string and draw a gasp from my lips, and then once again leaned. It was as if she was completely paralyzed.He asked her to take off her panties. She hesitated a moment, then slowly began to rise, and he helped her up so she could get them down. She stepped out of them for a short moment they were caught in her heel, but the guy got them off and handed them to her, and without looking at me, she put them in her purse.Around us sat, maybe 25 guys in the other sofas, both behind and in front of us. It seemed like everyone looked at Angel, while she stepped out. ’ Dave said. ‘The only way that I will ever be able to sexually excite you is to strap a twelve inch dildo to my forehead and follow you around on my knees. Not a pretty picture if you ask me, but hell, who am I to complain? I am all for my employees job satisfaction.’ ‘Ooh wee, is that a promise, Cruella?’ ‘Cut the crap Dave, I have decorating dyslexia to perform for a grunge Andy Warhol lover of obscure antiques. Don’t have time to shoot the shit with you now.’ ‘Well okay then, I suppose that. When I came, she was inside the blanket, but I could see that she had changed into the lingerie. I asked her to let me see her. She was feeling a bit shy, so I went towards her side and gently lifted the blanket and held her hand. She got off the bed and was standing next to me looking like a greek goddess in a modern lingerie. I said “Wow, you are looking so hot”. I was already erect, but seeing her in that got me hard as a rock.I grabbed her waist and pulled her towards me, kissing her soft.