"Looking for a date, honey?" she winked."How much?" 50 for 15 minutes. 80 for half an hour." Get in." I reached for my wallet and handed her 4 bills o... €20. I was going to enjoy myself: 15 minutes? That's ludicrous. My 30 year old cock needed more than that. OK, the first shot would take 5 minutes, but I needed more time for the second. She couldn't get out without me releasing the lock anyhow.I got a big car, the middle part is retractable and no sooner she pushed the money deep in her. I rubbed the cream off and rubbed it over his lips and told him "Lick that off your lips and taste yourself. You are nice and thick and that is so good." Then I pulled his finger out of my snatch and put it in his mouth to suck. "Now how do you like the way I taste? Want to put that tongue deep in my wet cunt and tongue fuck me like your finger is? I want you to suck my clit then tongue fuck me and clean my cum out of my hole. Then we are going to get real naughty. You are going to fuck my cunt. Your voice is husky, made for passioned whispers in my ear, not for the rising and falling scales of beautiful music. I love your voice. I say so and you laugh and blush. You say you wish you could say the same for me. I laugh with you and our embrace tightens, our caresses and kisses become more impassioned. We fall to our knees.My hands fall to my knees. My pencil has fallen and I cannot peck on the keyboard. I can't reach the pencil on the floor a foot and a half below me. I try. I try but I. I had her rearrange the files in my office, while I stayed at my desk, doing work.“You smell good,” I said as she stuffed documents into files just a few feet from me.“Thanks,’ she dutifully replied, as she took papers from my outbox and methodically placed them into the proper folders in the three-drawer metal filing cabinet next to my desk while I calmly sorted through another huge set of files in my inbox, setting aside paperwork for either payment or more filing.As I shifted a load of.