One was built like a Greek god, his abs showed through his shirt. I knew what to do with him the moment he walked in. I didn't even charge him for the...massage. What was happening to me? Was the stereotype coming true? Was I no more than a glorified sex worker? The other was a man I had not intended to fuck. He came in, stressed and depressed, blond and blue eyed. His features were beaten down, his brow a constant frown, his nose a chiseled regal rock, but his chin was weak and speckled with. I start to move my fingers around on the outside of your panties. I can feel how damp they are, and start to press my fingers in to your wet pussy through the silky material. As I zero in on your hard clit, you let my cock out of your mouth look up at me, and give me a long passionate kiss. Your hand takes over and you start to massage my balls and tell me how you can't wait to lick them and roll them around on your tongue. I take my hand away from your hot pussy, so I can lick my fingers and. I hate whenmy mom brushes out all the hairspray too!"As he turned he realized she had parted his hair right down the middleand was brushing it from side to side in the back making smalladjustments so that the part was precision straight. She did move evenmore rapidly now as he had little choice watching her stretch his hairnear his left ear and remove a band from her wrist with her teeth. Shegathered the entire section quickly and within a flash he watched hertwist in the band a few times. ." Paula grunted."I'm getting ready to cum Pet. Do you love me?" Yes-ugh-ugh- I love you!" Paula cried.Rebecca grabbed a handful of the blonde's hair. Her hips thrust to the beat of the spasms racing inside her body. She slowed and collapsed on Paula's back."Did you cum pretty Pet?" No, Mistress. I liked it, but I don't think I can take doing it like that again." Does my Pet's sexy ass hurt?" Yes, Mistress." I bet I could make you cum from being taken like that. Eventually."Paula's face.