Free TAILS OF THE PUSSYCAT LOUNGE by R. Richard Page B

top nylons.   I have the man’s full attention.
    I begin to dance in my usual Pussycat Lounge costume, minus the French bra.   I don't waste a lot of time with fancy dance steps.   I show T. William the inside of my pussy and move in on limp cock.
    T. William is now scared because I'll find out about his problem.   To fend me off, he grabs my tits.
    I moan and tell him he's found the secret link to my pussy!   He can feel down there for himself.
    With one hand on my tit and one hand on my pussy, T. William is defenceless.   I move a little closer and throw my arms around his neck and give him a hot tongue kiss.   I make damn sure that my body is pressed hot to T. William so that he can feel all of the girl equipment.
    T. William is not used to being attacked by a woman, but he finds that he likes it!
    I feel the front of his slacks and he has at least a partial erection.   I tell T. William that I need help in getting my nylons off and he can just be a good boy and help me.
    T. William, CEO or not, is on his knees sliding my fancy nylons down my legs.   He finds out that, even if his cock is not quite ready right now, his tongue is.
    T. William, the CEO, is tonguing my pussy in fairly amateurish fashion, but with great enthusiasm.   I notice that he's unzipped and working his cock with his hand.   He seems to be at least semi-erect and we need to use that erection.
    I fake an orgasm.   I then kick off my shoes and the nylons puddled around my ankles.   I get him up and then lead T. William over to the bed and we strip him.
    He still has only a semi-erection and I need to do something to get him up.   If the CEO uses his tongue on my pussy, can I do less for his cock?   I push him back on the bed and begin to suck on his not quite ready cock.   T. William lies back and just enjoys the lip service I'm giving him.   In a few minutes, he has a raging erection and I join him on the bed.
    I pull him onto me and he mounts me with his hard cock sliding into my still wet pussy.
    I tell him, “I can feel you deep inside me.   I want your to conquer me.   I want oooHHHH!   I wan’ ooohhhHHH!   Fuck me hard!   Fuh’ me har!”
    By now T. William is nearly as excited as I'm pretending to be.   His limp cock isn't a problem, at least for the moment.   He's pumping a nice, hard cock in and out of me and I'm using my internal muscles to provide just the right friction to drive the man wild!
    T. William fucks me hard and way too fast.   In much too short a time, I can feel him getting ready to climax.   I'm nowhere near ready, but I join him with a good fake climax.
    He pumps cum into me over at least a dozen strokes and he's still coming!   My pussy is already full to overflowing and he's still coming.
    By now, the man is tired.   He obviously has not been getting too much fucking with his limp cock problem.   Thus, he has an endurance problem.   He finally quits coming and rolls off me.
    I cuddle to him and tell him what a stud he is.   I whisper to him I have never had a man fill me with cum the way he did.   What I don't tell him is that it's a classic symptom of a man who hasn't come for a long time.   What the customer doesn’t know won't hurt my tip at all!
    As soon as he's rested a little, I get up and take my time getting myself cleaned up.   I give the man time to recover while I make sure everything is just so.   I then get T. William up and he gets cleaned up.   I get prepared to go back downstairs with the big man.
    When I say I get prepared, I mean I'm already prepared, I just put my plan into action.   I'm wearing the same dress, the same garter belt and the same shoes as when I went up to the room with T. William.   I'm also again wearing lace top nylons.   However, the nylons aren't quite the same pattern or shade as before our trip to T. William’s room.
    When we get down to the ballroom where the party is still going on, T. William struts through the party with his lady on his