Bigcock The Duel

     About seven a pretty young woman brought a (perfectly fitting) tux bigcock to my bigcock room. "Ms bigcock Milan likes formality," she smirked. I turned down her invitation to "help" me shave, bathe, and dress for bigcock dinner bigcock. At five of eight the same young woman bigcock returned, eyed bigcock me approvingly and escorted me to Alexandra's quarters. I followed her to an bigcock elevator that took us to a circular room on a basement level. There she led bigcock me to one of bigcock several identical well-lighted underground corridors to another elevator. This took us to bigcock the top bigcock floor of another building.
     Opening a bigcock door with her bigcock key card, the young woman gave me a final bigcock once over and left me in a bigcock small ante chamber facing an elegant wood door . Feeling bigcock both slightly foolish at being dressed bigcock like I was going to a bigcock high-school prom bigcock and uncomfortably horny -- remember I told you how Alexandra was dressed during our first meeting -- I rang the chime.
     Still bigcock staggered by her sensuous bigcock beauty I followed her into the sitting room. An bigcock Albinoni flute concerto came for unseen speakers. I was struck by the normality, just what one might expect in the bigcock apartment of a tasteful bigcock, successful business woman, not the lair of a vamp. I didn't know whether to be reassured by that or not.
     I shifted my gaze bigcock away from her breasts and replied. "It's not working, Alexandra bigcock," wishing I believed what I was saying.
     Unable to restrain myself bigcock longer, I bigcock took the bigcock elastic of her silky panties and bigcock drew them jpg down over her wide hips. As bigcock they dropped bigcock I was staggered by the aroma of Alexandra's overwhelming sexiness! I grasped her firm bigcock round buttocks in my hands and drew her dripping snatch to my mouth.