So I phoned was asked when I wanted to visit told her today in 2 hours time so she texted me postcode and name of road, was told I would be given numb...r of house when I get to road and phone again.Road was very near to the forbes building which it seems most of the escorts I see work near that area these days, phoned when I got there and was given house number, I always start to sweat at this point with excitement and nervous as you never know who is going to answer the door.Door open could not. .. ish, hooker-looking broad to my hostess."I have a client in the other room and he got rough with me so I called the cops ... you better get dressed, honey," she repeated, this time to me.My 'therapist', Brenda, panicked, "Oh, my God," and she ran out of the room, with my money.I began to think how smart I was for not taking off my shoes first, and pulled my pants right back up over my deflating hard on, grabbed my shirt, got the buttons misaligned and took off out of there.I could hear. He was wearing a sweatshirt anda pair of jeans. Stacy was a bit puzzled at who this guy was standing inher room. She looked closer at his face and wondered if it could beAnna's brother, but remembered she didn't have one."Anna?" she asked finally realizing who he was."Call me Andy," he said, "and how do I look?" Wow, you look great," she answered smiling, "for a moment there Ithought you were really a guy."They both laughed and Andy put the tray down on Stacy's bed. He grabbeda nearby chair. She pulled me closer and undone the buttons on my jeans, and pulled my now throbbing cock from its material prison.She started stroking me as I fingered her pussy, she adjusted herself up onto her right elbow and then took me into her nice warm mouth, I could feel her tongue whipping across my bellend as she pulled my for skin back.Her tongue bar flicking up and down my shaft as she moved her head up and down, squeezing my balls with her spare hand.I inserted another finger into her sloppy wet.