He smirked, embarrassed, furrowing his brow, like a gentleman caught in the act. I couldn’t help but smile, maybe showing him a little too much gum and teeth, enjoying the attention of being noticed by such a handsome man. “So what can I do for you Mr. Coffee?” I asked, remembering his cliché–the...
I quickly undressed, almost to my bare essence. I had on a lacy Victoria’s Secret bra and G-string panties. I pretended to be looking at something on the floor. As I bent over, I could hear the footfalls as the Russian men approached. Ass in the air, I glanced between my legs to see if they had p...