We held unto each other letting the water wash over us.“Do you have to go though” He said reaching to touch me“Yes babe, it’s going to be for ... couple hours” I said putting my trouser onI was meeting a client at her house and knowing Mrs Damola? I will be held there for a couple hours. I went over to my mirror to apply a light makeup, I picked up my bag and stuffed it with my laptop and a couple catalogues.She has to be my most indecisive and impulsive client but she pays really well so I don’t. I removed my jeans and was cleaning up and she came towards washroom to see if I cleaned up and she saw me in my boxers, I was not shy as I have experience and I like exhibitions in front of others, she came and told me that she will clean it up and took my jeans from me.As she was cleaning up water spilled on her tee and her tee became and I could see her bra and I took the advantage of the situation and as we were friendly I removed her top to which she shocked and turned her face towards me. Jim ended up taking me to his place and again I spent thenight having my ass fucked by a very dominant man. Arriving back inthe middle of the night this time I still had a thousand dollars inmy purse. Sir was very pleased.I was taken to the club doctor for my monthly shots. He was veryimpressing with my development. You're down to 130 lbs. Your chestbust is nearly a 34C. I'm sure you'll be there in a month or two." Your waist is 26 inches and your hips are 36 inches. Now let's takea. Zoë came again. And again, her cunt on fire, in need of release, butthe priests tongue merely adding to the pleasure pain, her juices generously flowing onto his face, dripping down the crack of her ass and pooling under her hind quarters. After what seemed to be an eternity, the priest pulled his face from the soft, wet folds of Zoë’s cunt. Zoë’s mother lifted off her face, allowing the panting teen to catch her breath. ‘Was that not the most intense thing you’ve ever felt?’ her mom said..