Veronica added, "Maybe an hour of it, and I'm going to spank your asscheeks as well". Lube was applied copiously to my throbbing pussy and the insides...of my puss. Then I felt the probing slipperiness of a lubricated finger against my puckered little bumhole. My bumhole has had so much attention over the years that it is very accommodating, and it yields without much effort. Two lubricated fingers fluttered their way easily into my anal tunnel. The telltale buzz of a vibrator then filled the. I put on my new short black skirt, and tight button up red shirt, which shows my large breasts off to perfection. I spray on some perfume and put on my stilettos. As you arrive to pick me up, your eyes almost pop out of your head. On the trip to the restaurant, its all you can do to keep your hands off me in the car. You rest your hand on my stockinged leg, and allow your hands to ride up my leg, under my skirt. I feel you jump as you realize I’m not wearing any underpants, and I’m sensing. “Tell me how badly you want me to fuck you,” he went on to say.I turned back into the slut that he came to fuck, and I started pleading for him to fuck me. “Don’t tease me, you bastard! Stick it all the way in!” I cried out.“Not good enough! Say it as you mean it, you slimy slut,” he said feigning a mean face up close to mine.“Fill my cunt, Matt, and fuck me like you mean it!” I yelled back. My words made his cock sink in a little further, and I squealed in delight. “Yesss!”We were both. Then she asked if I had seen most of the girls and I said that I had. "Including our daughter?" she asked. Once again, I gulped and said yes. For the next few minutes, she was completely professional, asking what massage I wanted and taking my payment. When she got back, we were ready to start the massage. As I had with my daughter, I had conflicting thoughts running through my head as I waited for her to return. As with my daughter, I knew exactly what she was doing as a nude masseuse. I was.