"The winning of it has no value hon. The day after you win that you are back in the same place as before," I said."Soar grapes," one of the woman said...."You are fucking A it is," I said laughing as hard as I dared. I was afraid to laugh any harder since Vlad convinced me to wear the red dress. I gave in only after the half bottle of Russian vodka, which did no good at all."Holy shit Miss Maxine how did you get that scar on the back of your shoulder." Some asked it from across the bar.'"Guy in. I am so confused.We made the rounds of a few dress and shoe shops, buying the necessaries for the opera and toured most of the ?Champs?, up and down, from the Arch to the Place de la Concorde, then lunch along the rue de Rivoli, sampling perfumes along the Faubourg Saint-Honore where I renewed my supply of Chanel No. 5.Hans is so much the gentleman, taking my arm, holding doors for me -- I?m in heaven. We returned by cab to the hotel, made frantic love and rested until an early dinner. We. His hand slipped lower to cup the gusset of my panties as he gently stroked my little” clitty”. I moaned lowly as my “clitty” began to press against the front of the sheer gauzy panty. While his one hand exploded my “clitty” his other had climbed up my back and began to tug the zipper of my black cocktail dress downward. I tugged at the dress off my shoulders and allowed it to gather around my waist. He immediately buried his face between my breasts, barely confined by the sheer under wire bra.. And although good, not as good as Gaby's pussy juices. Now I am home and Gaby begins telling me to go quickly to the bedroom. All the BDSM stuff is laid out for me. I get naked, the pillows in the center of the bed so that my boypussy is elevated for easy ravishing, and I get my legs/ankle straps and the one hand/wrist, Gaby comes in and gets the other hand/wrist and I am now Spread eagled and tied. Can not move, at the mercy of Gaby's cock. Ready for Gaby's attack on my boy pussy. Since.