And that I would be able to double my prepaid fee, then receive a very generous tip on top of that.When I arrived at their well known international ho...el at two in the afternoon I was wearing heels, a short, tight skirt and a designer jacket. Determined to make a dramatic entrance for my clients, in the lift on the way to their floor I adjusted the jacket so just the lowest button was holding it closed, to display my ample cleavage.“I am Justine and this Pierre,” a very attractive woman with a. " So I would write stories with forgiving husbands and boyfriends and then the next batch of feedback would say, "Why are all your husbands spineless wimps" and I'd write stories that went back the other way.Eventually I came to realize that I was wasting my time - there was no way I could write a story that would satisfy everybody and that is when I adopted my philosophy of writing for my own enjoyment and then offering to share.As far as the gangbang stories? Well, what can I say? Gangbangs. It's too late to worry if he has anything, but I am pretty damn sure I don't.I start getting that bastard in as far as I can fuck. Sometimes with a slow sensual drag, and other times pounding it like I'm trying to hurt him. He starts moaning, and it only adds the fuel.I flip him around again, this time though I grab hold of his dick. Not sure how I didn't notice that big ol b**st. Easily a tenner with an inability to grab my hand around it it's so thick. I start rocking this baby like I am. ”“What do you mean?”She moved forward and kissed me quickly.“I am just teasing you. Be nice to her. Just don’t forget me.”“How could I forget you?”“Just be nice to her.”“Lauren, we need...”“John, I am not jealous. She may not like you spending time with me, but I don’t mind you spending time with her. At least not at the moment. Deal?”“Deal.”We kissed again, then pulled away. I opened my bag and found my compass, set it beside the others, then did a quick inspection.“Nice compass,” Lauren said..