Sal was wearing a tweed skirt, matching jacket and cream silk blouse. Great outfit for a governor’s administrative assistant but zilch in the biker ...nd leather underground. She shed the garments quickly. ‘Wildcat Blue I am wearing, Mr. Spike. Matches my eyes, right? I might also point out that the size of my top is 38 D as opposed to Kim’s which is 36 C. Not important, just trivia, but here I’ll show you.’ Sal slid the adjustable straps off her shoulders and unfastened the back close. ‘Uh, uh,. " I stood, clutching my bottom, penis erect. Sarah sprawled dishevelled on the couch, one hand still working inside her panties, giving me tantalising glimpses."Finish yourself off, Dan."I hesitated. Her cheeks and neck were flushed. She unbuttoned her shirt to reveal a lacy black bra underneath, like I needed any further stimulation."Go on, cum for me!"I started stroking my cock."Wait! Come here!" She manhandled me to stand side on to her, then changed hands on her cunt and picked up the brush. Her profile, full of information and hesitation really drew me to her. She was different. She wasn't collecting friends and indeed only added me after we'd talked for quite some time. Sometimes I wondered what she was doing on here. Why was she looking for something extra when she seemed to have everything she needed. Then again, may be she didn't and I could certainly be that thing she was looking for. It wasn't long before I suggested we meet up. She was hesitant as usual, one of the cutest. “Anyway how many punters doyou take on each day? At least 10 I’d guess. As you worksix days that must be at least 50 a week, over 200 amonth, that’s 2400 per year and you’ve been working herejust over 5 years, so that amounts to 12,000 shags! Yourcunt must be as big as the Mersey tunnel by now. “Now stop sucking my prick and stand up so I can feelthis fucking big cunt of yours.”She stood up and I put my hands between her legs andstarted feeling all around her.