.. STOPPED!I was not in my time, nor the time I was going to! I was in a sort of in between, or otherwhen. I felt good. I wasn't short of breath, or h...t or cold. I could see perfectly well, but no one seemed to noticed me at all!Well, I panicked. I could feel the difference as I moved back to my own time. It had been years since I had been this scared! I checked myself over, and found that I was perfectly fine.This was something new! It was an ability to be sort of in-between, yet see and hear. ..more...more...more...please...please...please...please...please...fuck me...fuck me...fuck me more." His hands were gripping on my hips deeply, feeling his hands squeezing both of my hips as he kept fucking my ass deeper and deeper. Only then did my moans get louder!INSIDE MY ASS! COME INSIDE MY BUTT NOW!! I LOVE HOW MUCH IT HURTS!! FUCK ME DEEPER!! MORE BABY MORE!!" At the sound of those words, he got harder, faster, pushing my ass deeper, pushing my upper body deep into the lazyboy. She would describe the client in detail including their sexual preferences and any picadilloes and how they had behaved with other of her girls. It was then up to me to agree to take them on or not. The first guy, that I have already described when opening this story, had a decent MO, although without exception the four girls he had been with before had described him as rude and off-hand but not overly rough or at all violent and a good tipper particularly as was his way if they agreed to a. " You keep telling me these nice things, Flattery will get you all sorts of things." She paused for a second or so. "Including a chance to do it someplace a lot more comfortable." Oh? Where?" Let's try upstairs."He helped her to her feet. She felt liquid and loose, and held his hand as they went up the stairs. The second bedroom they checked had an empty mattress. The room was dimly lit and smelled of female excitement and spilled come, just the heady mixture that appealed to her at the moment..