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Primal Urge
Date: 4/26/2016, Categories: Hardcore, Author: TraceyAmes, Rating: 26, Source: LushStories
or attraction. Another observance was that there were no other females present at this dinner function. Precisely at 6:30pm, a waiter entered the room with a tray of cocktails. I settled for a “ Japanese Slipper ”, a Midori based cocktail with Cointreau and lemon juice. The ten gentlemen and I were in constant chatter until the chef arrived and ushered us into the dining room. The dining table was long, with a leather chair at each end and six leather chairs on each side of the table. The Ambassador was at the head of the table with the Premier of Victoria and his Minister for Power nearest him on each side. The Premier’s Aide was seated beside the Premier and I was seated, facing him. Beside me was the politician who visited me regularly at the massage parlour. After digesting an entrée of hors d'oeuvres, a main course buffet followed. Finally, a wide range of exotic desserts were provided for us all. The meal was the best I have ever experienced and the occasion made me feel like Eliza Doolittle from Pygmalion; the poor girl who rose to prominence in society. At around 9:00pm, after our meals had digested somewhat, my regular client politician whispered into my ear that we should leave the table and head upstairs to one of the five bedrooms on that floor. Each of the bedrooms had its own ensuite with a shower and toilet. On entering the bedroom, my client said to me, “How have you enjoyed the night so far, Cinnamon?” “I am a bit overawed but I just love this place so much. ...