Running her hands through her disheveled hair and over her nude body, Liz examined herself. She cupped her small, but still firm, breasts and looked a... the hickey Jerry left between her globes. Smiling, she stepped back and moved her hands over her stomach, wishing it was still as flat as it was in her younger years.When she moved her hands over her neatly trimmed mons and between her legs, she felt the crusty remains of her husband's semen. They had enjoyed a night of slow, loving, and very. Four hundred got you a fuck and suck. She would only fuck you if you wore the condom which she supplied. Those were the rates set by the service and the service often told her what to collect. She was allowed to keep all tips. The thing about call girl services is she only keeps half of the fee and some nights she wouldn't get more than one or two calls. The hour or so was really more like two with drive time. Not only was there the cost of the car and gas that she was footing, but she was. I then got her up and naked. Her husband was sitting in the chair rubbing himself through his pants. As she played on the couch legs spread wide. I asked him has he ever ate that sweet pussy as I spread her labia and licked my fingers before rubbing her clit a little. He nodded no. I then got down and started kissing her inner thighs while I was still rubbing her hardened clit . I kissed my way ontu and into her labia licking and sucking her clit making her cum. On a funny not I got soaked as. "I'm going to squirt all over your face," Meg moaned.Her cunt was in spasms and wildly convulsing all over Emily's hot wriggling tongue.Meg's hips thrust upwards, her legs wrapping tightly like two anacondas around Emily's head, toes curling in absolute pleasure as her juices began to spray out of her and flood Emily's face and mouth."Drink me you fucking bitch," Meg screamed out as her juices kept pouring out of her.She felt her stomach muscles clench as she pushed every last drop of squirt.