Body & Soul3 mins ago
Finger lickin
A rather attractive woman gestures alluringly to the maitre d' of an upmarket restaurant. The maitre d' comes over immediately. When he arrives, she seductively signals with her finger that he should bring his face closer to hers. When he does so, she begins to gently caress his cheek, which is slowly turning a crimson red.
"Are you the owner?" she asks, now softly stroking his face with both hands.
"Actually no." He replies.
"Can you get him for me? I need to speak to him." She says, running her hands up beyond his ears and into his hair.
"I'm afraid I can't." Breathes the man, clearly aroused. "He's in the back doing paperwork right now. Is there anything I can do?"
"Yes there is. I need you to give him a message." She continues huskily, popping a couple of fingers into his mouth and allowing him to suck them gently.
"Tell him," she says, "There is no toilet paper or hand soap in the ladies room."
"Are you the owner?" she asks, now softly stroking his face with both hands.
"Actually no." He replies.
"Can you get him for me? I need to speak to him." She says, running her hands up beyond his ears and into his hair.
"I'm afraid I can't." Breathes the man, clearly aroused. "He's in the back doing paperwork right now. Is there anything I can do?"
"Yes there is. I need you to give him a message." She continues huskily, popping a couple of fingers into his mouth and allowing him to suck them gently.
"Tell him," she says, "There is no toilet paper or hand soap in the ladies room."
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