He quickly opened the door and ushered her in then closed it behind her."Drop you pants." Amy said in her controlling way. The guard looked shocked an...d unsure of what to do."Drop your pants now!" she stated more forcefully.The guard unbuckled his utility belt, unhooked his belt and pants and let them drop to the floor.Amy reached over and grabbed his boxer briefs and in one pull had them down around his ankles. His thick, flaccid cock hung like a piece of sausage between his muscled thighs.Amy. It continued to grow to my amazement. I felt my cunt starting to lubricate itself.I tried to get control of myself, but my own body was betraying me.I suddenly asked Jack, who was not driving, that it looked like he had something big there…as I pointed down to his crotch.Before he could say anything, I found myself telling him to open his fly, so I could make him more comfortable.Jack stared at me with a surprised look; but he smiled as he started to unzip his trousers. I then stared at his. I felt that I had told the host what had happened just now, and the master turned back to smile at the people who were filming me. I also winked at them. At the same time, I seduced the tattooist and his friends opposite me under the tableAfter dinner, the host asked me if I needed to communicate with the tattoo artist and his friends about the tattoo content this evening. I was excited to reply that if I needed to communicate with him that month, any host would take out a collar from his bag. By the time they had finally left, I was sick in the stomach with sexual craziness and an overflowing of lubrication, even walking I could feel the swelling of my sex, deliciously generate a feeling of immediate neediness for him.I stood completely naked in my bedroom wondering whether just to rush in and get into bed with him, or enter in decency and expose myself slowly to arouse his feelings and curiosity, after all, he had his magazines and that alone showed his ignorance of the real thing,.