At least he turned down his music… Cypress thought, a wee distractedly, admittedly. She was kind of absorbed in watching him walk. He was as gracefu... as his forest god appearance implied, and there was just something about his hips, when he was standing still. It was utterly ridiculous, really. Guys barely even had hips. Which was maybe part of the problem. There was just something about that sort of slender area… Oh, for cripes sake, Cy, knock it off, she thought, scowling. I’m quite obviously. “Nothing against it, I just don't think have the assets you desire”, She said.“How do you know what assets I desire”, I asked.“Because I have seen the way you look at me...you want a women with real curves”, Naomi said with a smile.“Then why don't you show me what I'm missing”, I said.“I'm not that easy”, Naomi replied while brushing her hand over my groin.She removed her hand and changed quickly changed the subject to my plans while I wait for my house to be ready. I told her that I plan on. Paul grabbed my arse to make sure I stayed where I was, pressing me powerfully into him.My entire body felt like it was in contact with his smooth, hairless torso. I felt his hot breath on my lips as we kissed deeply through my orgasm. It felt like I was unleashing gallon after gallon of cum.As my orgasm subsided we rolled apart. Both lying on our backs panting. The hot sun baking our skin and turning our cum into a pasty sticky mess.Paul turned his head to face me, "See, told you it was all. "Because the price is always changing," said Mark. "Different prostitutes set different prices. The hot bitches will want to charge more than the ugly bitches or else the hot bitches will be swamped with customers, and prices change all the time because one day people like bitches with big tits and the next day they want bitches with small titties. If we print the price out we'd have to change the prices all the time. That's a waste of paper."I nodded. His explanation made sense."Got any other.