To my dismay, it took everything in me not to shiver. At the same time, his right hand slowly began to trail back up my front, this time under my shir..., until his fingertips rested on the waistband of my panties.I finally came back to my senses covering his traveling hand with one of mine and applying enough pressure to get him to stop. With my other hand, I reached back and grabbed the back of his head, forcing it down until I could easily whisper into his ear. “I’m being touched against my. .." I start but he puts his fingers to my lips. I have an instinct to suck on them. "Miss Star, I want you. I bought this session because every time I see your commercial online I cum in my pants. I imagine fucking you." He says and his tongue is in my mouth. His mouth tastes of cinnamon which I love and I find myself kissing him back. "MMMMMM" I moan, growing wet despite what I know from right or wrong. What if he tells everyone he screwed me and I lose my business? I push him away. He has. Then he roared out a primal yell as he looked down with an almost blood lust in his eyes.I knew the confident was going to kill the other. Jumping out grabbing the knife of the beaten one I swung up blocking the downward thrust of the victor. The victor's eyes grew wide as he then swung at me. For some strange reason I could almost tell what he was going to do and easily dodged him with a small chuckle.Anger making his face hot he decided to try another tactic. "So the great Toman the fearless. One pushes out his tongue and laughs and I smile,spreading my fingers in a V across my lips and slipping my pink wet tongue outin turn. A year ago I would have let him fuck me, sport fucking...Just to do itand hate myself later. Basking in my self-loathing. But now I'm the new me. Hegets up and sits down next to me, his friends teasing him, urging him on. The creakof his heavy leather jacket and the smell of the 40 he's still holding in apaper bag fill my senses. "Wannaparty?" He asks, looking.