His hand caressed the top of the dress until he found the tiny zipper. He grabbed hold and slid it down her back as far as it would go. The front o...f her dress loosened and gapped open. Brent could now see her bra, bright white and strapless that just barely covered her nipples. Brent's lips eagerly moved to her exposed cleavage. Brenda was just an A cup, but the bra pushed them up to make them seem huge. He licked the top of each mound before burying his face in-between her bosom. Brent's. The kind of girl every man dreams of ruining. Mervyn had told me this kind of thing was not outspoken in society, but it was fairly well known. Enjo k?sai. Compensated dating. Joshi k?sai. High school girls accepting gifts or money just to hang out with middle aged men or perverted tourists. Like me and Mervyn. Even actresses and singers were meat available in this market. They would walk with you through the city, hear your inane thoughts, have some dinner and then let you do whatever you felt. When she was home on the weekends, we would usually have a couple drinks together and that would be it. Occasionally, she would suggest a drinking game, sometimes one of the drinking games that she and her friends would play, like beer pong, sometimes one of the games that I taught her, like Circle of Death or Red/Black. This night, we decided on Circle of Death. Now, if you are not familiar with the game, it is a game that uses a deck of cards and goes something like this: 2 thru 5, the. She grabs your head and holds it still as she heaves a few last times against you and climaxes over and over.You are both calm after awhile, but you don’t move. You lie there gently kissing her thighs and licking her lips. She leans down, her hands on the headboard, bracing her. Your legs are spread and as I stand up and walk around you, I look at how swollen your lips are and how wet your pussy is. I walk to the head of the bed and look at her face, flushed and sweaty. I am ready now to join.