.. a small moan of frustration passes through my lips unable to contain myself I thrust my hips forward and you glare.... I will my body to behave but...its hard.. so hard... finally I get control again and the moans don't stop... I can't control them and don't even try... finally you raise a bit and slide into me slowly then out again.. then in.... I struggle not to try and set the pace for fear that you will stop it completly and cry out as you suddenly slam into me. I can feel your balls. I arrived for my appointment slightly early at a private house, rechecked the address and it was correct. Some designers prefer to work from home whilst others prefer the office setting. So I got my presentation folder and rang the doorbell and after a couple of minutes it was opened by Peter, my prospective customer.He was I would guess around late 40’s, nicely suntanned and well groomed. I apologized for being a bit early and he said not to worry and ushered me in to a large lounge. I motioned for Vlad to remove the hood."What's his name?" I asked."My name is," he tried to say before I slapped him hard. "You keep your fucking mouth shut till I speak to you." So what's this piece of shit's name?" I asked again."His name is Uri," Anya said."He is no fucking astronaut, that is for sure," I said. "So lets see what or who he is. Give me his wallet." Anya handed it to me and I left the room. When I was standing in the dark parking lot, I called the number eve had given me."You. She again started to moan heavily with my movements and she closed her eyes also. I gradually increased the pumping speed and her moans also increased ahha… Ahh… Uu… Ahh. Don’t stop and speed up your thrust, darling fuck me hard and hard, till I cum like mad…. Aaaaaaaa… But I don’t increased the speed for sometime that made our session long,, from her expressions I know she is very near to climax so I increased the speed so her moans again increased and her boobs are bouncing with the new.