Even as the old rogue's mouth continued to work over her breasts, tongue swirling around and laving over her diamond hard nipples, the tip of his tongue flicking, bullying the sensitive peaks, one of his hands slid down the smooth, flat expanse of Mei-Li's stomach, thick fingers eagerly sliding down and hooking at the waistband of Mei-Li's panties, tugging them down, clear of her pussy, letting them fall to Mei-Li's ankles, leaving her in nothing but her opera gloves and her high heels. His hand wasted no time stroking her inner thighs, slick with her juices, reaching between her legs to molest her glistening arousal.<br/><br/>The only reason his other hand wasn't all over her was that those pudgy yet deceptively nimble fingers of his were setting to work undoing his own trousers, eager to have them join his lover's garments, scattered across the inn's floor. Quickly enough, he freed his cock. It more than lived up to the bulge Mei-Li had felt when she was sitting in his lap, thick and veiny, throbbing with rampant desire and all but drooling precum.