Rebecca squeaked a tad in surprise assoft lips met soft lips. She blushed hard at being kissed by such abeautiful woman but could feel nothing of it. ...She tried to get hard fromit but there was nothing to get hard. Marianne pushed her against themirror as tongue entered Rebecca's mouth. Rebecca's eyes closed a bit infear as she reached up to push Marianne away, only managing to lightlypush her at the shoulders. Finally Marianne broke it."See? You're the girl here, not me." Marianne swished her. I remember he once said that whatever you do, you should make it an art. I admired that about him. His brothel was more than simply a way to make money; it was a way to be creative. The girls, the decorations, and the food were all to create his masterpiece. Unfortunately, his perfectionism made him a pain to work for. The dancer he mentioned told me he would pinch the girls whenever they got out of line, no matter how minor the infraction was. If he didn’t like a girl’s posture, thought they. His thumb glided over my nipple ring. I shivered at the touch."Did it hurt to have it pierced?" Just for a second. Kinda like your leg a moment ago." Ever think about getting your tongue done?" My God, no! I mean, yes, I've thought about it and rejected it instantaneously." I imagine it would make for giving a guy a marvelous blowjob," he said smiling.My waking thoughts returned. I had to taste his cock again. I had to lick his balls and kiss his ass. I closed my eyes and visualized it. I heard him inhale sharply as his tip, then head, pushed between my tight walls. My hands explored the toned terrain of his arms and scratched his back and sides as he pushed himself inside me. The silence between our expectant breaths filled with gentle slops, slurps and slaps as my hungry pussy slowly devoured his entire length. His cock inside me to the very hilt, those deep, brown, Rushmore eyes penetrated mine; wide and helpless with last, both our mouths agape in the knowledge of the.