There was some Indian music playing and a belly dancer weaving her spell on the stage. Men were eagerly stuffing bills into her skirt as she rotated h...er hips."Drew, darling," a voice purred from his side. "I didn't know you were coming this evening. Lucky for you I have your favorite room available." You're an angel Tara," he said. Tara was the owner of the hookah bar. She was a tiny woman, five foot at best. She had blond hair and small, but perky breasts. "I would have called, but it was a. I drove home. I went inside and cleaned up. I stoked up a pipe and mixed a drink and sat in the den after turning on some quiet music. I smoked and drank until the glass was empty and the tobacco was ash. I got up slowly and went into the kitchen and prepared a light supper from cans. I ate and went to bed.In the morning, I rose with the sun. I showered, shaved, and dressed for a day at the house wearing shorts, tee shirt, and sneakers. I had coffee and a light breakfast. Thinking about the. Yes please. Taste all you want, then Ill give you your birthday present. Just the thought they had gotten this far was arousing to Victoria. Her heart pounded, her breath was rapid and she bit her lip harder in anticipation. I want you to taste me, James, tell me what I taste like. She gripped the sheets as she waited. James crawled between her legs and kissed her core. He pulled back slightly and looked at her for a moment before licking his lips and diving in. He started out with long lazy. Ready for part three?" My breath caught in my throat at the thought of more, but I responded resolutely, "Yes, Master." I knew I had earned this punishment. "Good girl," you repeated. "Count each one, and now you can thank me for each." "Yes, Master," I replied again, waiting tensely for the first blow. You took me by surprise, bringing the crop right up between my legs on my pussy lips. "One, Master, thank you!" I cried out. You waited a second and hit me again - "Two, thank you, Master!" .