Your hands roam over my shoulders and you kiss down the slope of my shoulder, leaving goose bumps in your wake. I smell the sweet scent of your Old Sp...ce, the scent of my most wonderful true lover.You undo the towel and I watch you in the mirror as you watch it drop to the floor. My body is revealed to you. Your hands cup my breasts, lifting and molding them gently. I lean back against you, enjoying the solidity of your body against mine. I can feel your erection pressing between my buttocks,. I could see cleavage and she noticed me staring at her gigantic tits. She smiled and stepped closer. She wrapped her arms around me and gave me a hug. She then gave me a kiss on the cheek and I gave her a peck on the lips, but then she opened her mouth and stuck her tongue in my mouth. I released my tongue and kissed her hard. I could now feel her tits against me and my cock started to grow. She stepped back and unzipped the housecoat. I stared at her beautiful brown nipples and looked. 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 innocent and sexy. I have childish dark brown eyes, a tiny and very delicate nose and a big ?Angelina Jolie? style mouth. My eyebrows are black, so my hair should be painted. I have thin and weaky arms that end in really tiny doll hands, looking at hers; I saw child hands, except for the big shining red nails. My tits seems smaller when I look in. “Turn and look, hon,” she whispered, and I did.“Oh, my God.” The bright pink and red color shocked me. I didn’t know anything about spanking. “Is that, like, normal? I mean it seems like a lot.”“Yes,” Stephanie cooed. She laid her hand on my ass and squeezed fairly hard, massaging my bare bottom. “Does that feel better?”I just moaned under her touch. I should have been concerned she was looking at my bare bottom, but it didn’t seem to bother me. She used both hands and squeezed my cheeks.