As she came to bed she snuggled up to me wrapping her hand around my cock. My wife and Joe had shared the ride to work together on a couple occasions ...nd the frequent sexual conversation between them lead to their meeting. His wife wouldnt be home and when my lil slut showed up at his house as planned any small talk was short lived. Calling her Pocahontas, his nickname for my wife, Joe motioned her toward him. My cock began growing as she rubbed it on her slick muff. Hes a good kisser and. I wasn't sure exactly how he felt about that, but he was beginning to tire of the observation. I noticed the women looking at Dalton, but it didn't bother me anymore. I was kind of proud to be the one on his arm, if you must know. He paid them no mind, and it was me he had his arm around, and he seemed to be quite devoted to our relationship.Our conversation was animated on the way through the streets of London to my place, and we laughed heartily recalling scenes from the movie we had viewed. I look around to find a room, a big room, two beds, a huge wardrobe behind me, in front of me a big desk, with many girlie things on that and a mirror. Now is time to face the fear, I stand up noticing my really tiny feet, and how different is the sensation of this body, if I have to describe with one word, this word is soft, I am extremely soft.I walk to the mirror, and yes, I am the blond hooker. I am a girl with maybe 20 years, with a messy hair, a beautiful face that looks at the same time. "Now did you decide on a name? I don't use numbers." Yeah, my middle name," the girl said, "Lesley." Fine, I like names that start with an 'L'. By the way, you know I am very impressed with your performance. Just know that some of the girls at the mansion might be a little jealous. I don't want you to tone it down. If anything, be an example. I'd love for others to get inspired by a young thing like yourself. How old did you say again you are?" Nineteen, Mistress."Lisa and Lesley spent the.