"NOT YET, SLUT..." sighed Ngoc. She savoured the alluring fragrance of Sonya's 'Chanteuse' perfume."YOU BITCH!" Sonya whispered. Ngoc muttered an obsc...enity under her breath and pulled her fingers from the servicewoman's 'pussy' - Sergeant Sonya McINTYRE had been about to 'CUM!' And, the last thing that Ngoc wanted at that point in time, was for the American servicewoman to 'ORGASM' - the prostitute had other plans for the former 'MISS OKLAHOMA'... "YOU NO 'CUM' YET, SOLDIER GIRL!" she reassured. "You flatter me!" I responded to his boss.His boss smiled at me, winked rather cheekily then said."I hope I can have the pleasure of a dance later?" he enquired.I looked at his boss who was indeed a very attractive man, who oozed power and sexuality in a most obvious manner.I felt myself blush slightly, as I thought to myself that he could have more than the pleasure of a dance.A tingling sensation began bubbling away inside my pussy. My stomach began fizzing mercilessly as the first thoughts. Do you remember how steamed up the windows got inside that little car, we must have kissed in there for hours! ‘I can still feel the knot in my stomach as I got that funky old room in that wacky motel on the highway out of town. How you snuck in later, after I’d already gone up, and we’d felt so tense. Boy, we sure fooled the world, huh? Yeah, but I think we felt like kids pretending to be grown-ups, don’t you? I think I remember best when you sat on the edge of the bed and took your sweater. I lowered my head and licked from heel to toe again, savoring the taste."Take it off. I want to see if you'd have more fun with the sock like you did earlier, or with my real foot." Like a man possessed, my arms acting independently of my mind, I reached for her ankle. Guilt clawed at me as my fingers fondled around for the ankle of her sock and I pulled it, slowly, down her tiny foot. I stared at her toes. Painted navy blue, my favorite color for toes to be painted. An odd color for her.