Lacey blushed and told him thank you and then smiled at me and said, “I am a little nervous, don’t know why, but maybe it’s because I am not use...d to being in such a nice restaurant in a fancy hotel like this.” Before I could say anything, Rob smiled at her and reached over to touch her hand and then moved his hand up her forearm and patted her saying, “Don’t be nervous Lacey, you are beautiful and deserve a fancy place like this all the time.” Lacey smiled and blushed. She didn’t move her arm. .Oh my..what do we have here? Maybe you should take those off and be comfortable?". Her voice was sarcastic but had an obvious sexual tone. I agreed and stood up to remove my pants. When I did her eyes got even bigger. "Wow! You like my slips too? We do have alot in common huh? I like. That looks great on you!" she said.I told her thanks and we went on for a little while spilling our dirty secrets about slips and tights and having fun in them. Then came the really interesting part of the. She knelt in front of me and placed a hand against the throbbing bulge. "I know how to take care of this."Without another word, she unbuckled my pants and lovingly fished my stiff rod out of my underwear. Pushing my pants down to my ankles, Lucy whorishly bathed my cock with her tongue. She started by sucking the purple knob into her mouth, playing her tongue around it like a lollipop. My knees trembled when she flicked the slit with her tongue, opening my cock to taste the thin pre-cum that. For Marx I have too much, for myself I have enough. Even my father is impressed, and perhaps a little afraid of me. And beautiful women do serve. The first image arrived in midafternoon at my Los Angeles home high up on the Palos Verdes Peninsula about ten miles south of the airport and the offices I maintain at Century City. I happened to be there at the time and noticed the incoming Email. The woman had a good body, but it was the very ambiguity of the image that was arousing. Her cunt was.