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An everyday boudoir rehearsal, except the girls will never be the same. Discover the special up-to-date education members of the world's oldest profession need before they can give, in Kantian fashion, the greatest joy to the greatest number of men they serve.
“All right. Where do I stay?” Martinez pressed one of a series of buttons on his desk and the maid appeared instantaneously at the door. “Take Mister Wilson to his room, Maria,” Martinez said, and turned his attention to something on his desk. Wilson had the irritating impression that he had been dismissed like a schoolboy in the Principal's office. Maria led the way up the stairs. Ard decided that he wouldn't have had it any other way. “I think you'll like this room, sir,” she said with a
“Hey, handsome. Don't you want your sandwiches?” Ard grabbed the sandwiches and dropped a five dollar bill on the table. “Keep it.” “Thanks, handsome,” she called as he ran for the door. “I hope she gets away.” She did. By the time Ard reached the lobby, she was nowhere in sight, and when he ran out on the sidewalk to find her, she was lost in the crowd. Well, maybe it was better that way. You can't have two best girls, Ard told himself. Not if one of them was Nancy, and the other Elaine.
“Uhhh.” She bent one knee, drawing her leg up onto the bed from where it had dangled over the side. The movement sent a quick shiver of superb pleasure through them both, and she moaned again, longer this time, as she shifted her ass on the bed. “Ohhh. Ohhhhhh. Oh, Ard, darling.” Ard accelerated his movements a little, wringing another cry from her. He grunted with the shot of pleasure, and sped up some more. He could feel his body tingling with pleasure, could feel the roughness of gooseflesh
of her throat it turned into a moan. She came up close against him again, and he slid his hands behind her again, and then down her back to the waist band of her panties. He pushed them down past her hips, and she pinched her ass closed to let the garment fall to the floor. It took her stockings along with it. Ard hadn't noticed before, but she was wearing a pair of those fancy panties that have garters built in. The skin of her ass was cool and smooth. She snuggled up to him closely, obviously
figure fired again, and then seemed to become aware of Ard. He couldn't have heard him, over the blasts of that gun, especially since Ard wasn't wearing anything on his feet. He must have seen him from the corner of his eye, or perhaps his attention, focused till then on the bed, at which he had been firing, had finally been drawn to the light streaming in from the bathroom. At any rate, he began to turn toward Ard just as Ard came within reach of him. Ard shot out a fist and connected with the