” This young lady listened to this words, not giving credit, and stood up, astonished, with no reply, for she believed Don Benigno was an honest ...gentleman, he would never act incorrectly. None of his employees ever detected an inopportune look which gave him away, or showed he had a wicked mind. Mary didn’t respond, so Don Benigno repeated the same utterance, with only a difference this time: “Want me to fuck you in the spot or go to the bed room instead? The chick’s reaction came. He clamped down on my finger for a brief second, then began to relax with a groan. My girl sitting on his face started to yell out her pleasure as her clit exploded in his mouth. She came beautifully hard, then lifted off to flop down on the bed, totally drained for the moment. This left him with the opportunity to be able to breathe better. The girl on his left hand began to thrash and cry out as she covered his fingers in girl goo, and the one on his right started to buck and hump his hand. It was throbbing, and her tongue was so skilled, moving the flesh gently, easily, the friction building up. It was too good... I was so excited, my breathing shallow and fast, moving my hips against her mouth, and she put her hands on my hips to hold me still, working faster with her tongue, making little noises to urge me on, and that... oh, that sent me over. “Ohhhh Sarahhhhh...” I reached for her as I came, and her hands clenched mine, so tight, her tongue kneading my clit as I shuddered. I'm busy on Saturday." Okay, well... I'm assuming you're free the night of the games, right?" Wouldn't miss 'em!" Well, how about we just get together a couple hours earlier, and we can dish out the punishment then?" That could work. where do you want to meet?" How about at the place of whoever wins." I can deal with that. So, what are the ground rules?" I already said I'm not sleeping with you," Sandra reminded me. "And I don't suppose we should leave any permanent marks." I thought she said.