Olivia opened it a crack. Megan could see Lyn on the bed, her back to the door."Hey Lyn," Olivia said gently. "The video is going to start." I'm not w...tching it." You have to." It's gross... I don't have to do anything." If you don't, you won't get your money." I don't need the money." But I do, and I'm sure Megan does also," Olivia stepped lightly into the room. "I know you find the videos upsetting. I don't blame you. And I know this is a lot to ask, but I'm asking you to help me. That money. But what exactly did she want, how far would she go?He edged his hands higher. Instead of resisting, she opened her legs wider, beckoning him inside. Sure enough, the cot was damp with her juice, her thighs smeared with it. He leaned over her, whispered into her ear. "Tell me what you want, Alexis. You're the client and I'm here for you."She pushed back against his hand. Her smoothly shaven pussy grazed him, leaving a thin veneer of nectar on his fingertips. She lifted her head slightly and. Not realizing what I was doing, I reached for her legs and placed my hands high on her thighs where her skirt fell. My head snapped to the side before I felt the sting of her slap on my face, forcing a small groan to escape through my gritted teeth. “I didn’t say you could touch any of me you little fuck,” she snapped at me. Her fingers were now working three at a time in and out of her pussy while her other hand returned behind her for balance. “Then what am I doing here?,” I asked I. By the time Gail had her second orgasm, I was hard as a rock again. She bent at the waist, put her hands under my arms, and pulled me up her body. On my way up, I paused to savor her breasts. She moaned, hooked her legs over mine, and coaxed me higher. When my cock bumped her sex, she reached between us and positioned it at her opening.For the second time, in the course of a few hours, I felt her hymen against the tip of my cock. I hesitated for a moment and then pressed forward. Gail.