She was completely naked, her cock swinging at half-mast.’You’re back,’ she greeted, obviously none too pleased to see me.’What’s going on?’ I demanded.’I’ll leave that to your fertile imagination,’ she replied. Gay sex While she drank from a glass, I licked trickles of champagne from her breasts. Then, rolling me onto my back, she wrapped her lips around my own swollen member. If the outfit looked half as sexy as it felt to wear, Tamella would surely eat me alive.’Struck dumb or just shy?’ she said finally, her voice soft and deliciously smoky.’Awe-struck, actually,’ I replied.’Well, pull yourself together and fix me one of my specials,’ she snapped. ‘Absolutely. Glancing over my shoulder at the full-length closet mirror, I saw the livid streaks branded on my tender flesh.After the punishment came the pleasure. In the beginning, I had been flattered by my lover’s possessiveness, taking it as a sign that she treasured me. She took a sip, then shook her head.’Not quite finished. I wiped up the remainder with my fingers and sucked them clean.Later, she ordered a bottle of champagne from room service. She called it a Turbo Lover.The limousine bar was amply stocked. As I finally neared my mouth-watering goal, Mandy raised her bottom from the chair and eased her skirt
