Capturing a nipple, to their mutual enjoyment, George licked and sucked Hazel's offering. "Your boobs are wonderful, baby. So full, yet so firm. I lov...e to bury my face in them."She pressed her chest harder against him.When she felt her body start to lose control and the orgasmic process was beyond stopping, she gasped, "Not bad, for a bimbo trophy wife, huh?"George, just as he was starting to spray her womb, caught what she'd said and was overcome with laughter.It was the most unique orgasm. Now, this club located in Chelsea is a haven for models, wannabe models and actresses of every stripe. We immediately pulled up and are swept past the throng waiting to get in at the velvet ropes. As we enter we are greeted by a décor reminiscent of South Beach. Its a small club but it’s packed with half the crowd being the hottest this or the newest that. I hunt down a secluded booth in the VIP area and make ourselves at home. The waitress comes by and we order a couple of chocolate martinis. It wasn't long before a tall, broad-shouldered, boyish-faced man walkedtoward me and slid into the chair next to mine. He had dark hair withcurls that framed striking green eyes and when I smiled at him I wasrewarded with a glimpse of his deep dimples. He was a stunner and for amoment I was struck by how much he reminded me of someone I couldn'tname. It was someone from my past, maybe someone from Florida State?Oh my God, I thought, it's Dana, just as he spoke."Hi. I'm Dana." Melissa.". Dirk held his breath, sure that Bill would turn when he heard her footsteps. Bill however, remained with his back turned. Kara, actually wanting Bill to turn and look, announced in a voice meant to gain attention, "Don't mind me, I'm just fixing a pot of coffee." Bill, quite surprisingly, still did not turn. He also didn't say anything. He just continued with his sketching. Kara was wearing harem style pajamas. They would have been sexy, even if they had been made of denim. Although only.