We danced in silence for the first half of the song, before Alexis finally asked, “So are you happy to see me or is that a gun in your pants?” I s...iled, “The weapon is loaded and ready to go off.” “Well,” she considered, “we better find a place to disarm that weapon.” She grabbed my hand and led me out of the room and paused, looking for a place for us to be alone. I saw some stairs and pointed. She quickly dragged me up the stairs to a secluded dark area. As soon as we reached the top, she. It had always been a fantasy of mine to be an escort. I’ve always been fascinated with them and their lifestyle. And I’d watched enough documentaries on them that I knew what to do, and what not to do, ever. But I was still nervous as hell. I couldn’t reply to the email yet, anyway. I had to line up an excuse to tell my husband first. As I drove home, I dreamed up stories in my head. Maybe my boss needed me to go view potential office space? Maybe my girlfriend was celebrating a promotion? I. Alternating between my tongue and the peach, working in and out of her sweetness. She tasted better than the peach, so I swallowed the slice and continued to lick into her Kitty. She grinned into my tongue, she took her hands put them on my head - I had her! I moved down and lade in between her legs. I took a slice of peach and put it in her mouth, "What does this taste like?" Instead of answering, she asked me not to stop... she continued to grind on my tongue and I continued to work on her. Neil. I blushed, but I was loving this. My hips bucked forward as Rachel touched a sensitive spot. I loved the feeling of her fingers in me. She gently pulled back and thrust her fingers back in. She did this again, again, and again. "How does this feel Ms. Ford?" she asked. I could barely answer, I wanted more. I lifted my hand up for a thumbs up but I kept my eyes clenched shut in ecstasy. MORE, MORE! She continued thrusting her fingers in and out when I felt another pair of hands touching my.