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k to me, but she

at's just asking to be wrapp

anked until it's red hot. I knew

e than necessary to pick out their appetizers. I can't tell what they're saying, b

e's backed away, flush against the wall. She's trapped now

r waitresses. That's the whole point of having scantily

hose girls-which she is-makes my blood boil. I clear my throa

ke he's about to fight me, but his friend pulls him back an

s business in this city. The two guys walk away, leaving me a

k unnaturally intense tonight from the heavy make-up. She recognizes me, and

ere, don't you? The customer i

any fun. She knows she has to do as I say, and I want to watch the figh

hesit

rom the two jocks, and it doesn't look as if she's used

up her sheer black stockings. Unlike the other girls, she looks uncomfortable in them. She's out of

the host you can't do your job?" I give her a sharp stare, and she glowers at me in re

, which exaggerate the sway of her full hips. She has cute, perky tits, but it

l her back against me, impaling her on me again and again. My cock stirs in my pan

he puts up a bit of a fight, which makes it more satisfying whe

and shoves the tray full of the usual part

t some canapés?" I trap her gaze a

usly want them," she says in a clipped tone. S

ant is for you

ow, if there's nothing else,

s is a large mansion, and most of the guests are lounging by the swimming pool.

other guests are, Sir," she repeats herself, adding

g her job, she chooses the option that makes her money,

she seems to resent that, and how openly she displays that resentment. She's transparen

d watch her face as I do, her lips parting in lust to let a breathy moa

ng else. I'm sure you'll w

es with defiance, not knowing I'm goin

it. She's wrong if she thinks she'