He kept fucking me for ages before, making me come over and over, before shooting his load int my soaking cunt.It was so hot, and so much better than ...he vanilla sex I had had with husband number 1. He kissed me deeply and then started to slide his tongue down my body again, chewing on my nipples before going back to my wet cunt. He started eating me out, which turned me on as I was fill of his cum. His tongue slid down my wet hole and then over my butt hole, god I was in heaven. We fucked 2. She looked at me with her lustful eyes, as if I were the only thing that mattered. She wanted me, and I desperately wanted her.I lay back and surrendered myself as she grazed her tongue along my slit, teasing and torturing until I felt her tongue separate my labia and inch its way inside me. Spreading my legs wider, I could feel that aromatic mix of saliva and pussy juice leaking between my bum cheeks, as she eagerly kissed and lapped at my hooded lady.Through the wetness, she guided her finger. Just now working with men, I have a keen sense of their vulnerability. All this is done in order to overcome loneliness and a sense of connection between people. And this understanding affects my whole life and every relationship.Prostitution - this is the monetization of time and the body, that is necessary to set prices and to maintain boundaries. You did not have a problem with it?Oh, this is an endless process. Over time I have learned to listen to intuition. Some problems exist with money. Without batting an eye he unbuttoned her shirt, baring her teenaged breasts while she sat up. Then she lay back while he unbuttoned her shorts and pulled them off her hips, leaving her clad only in a pair of light blue panties. He stood, just looking at her. She was delicious looking.She held up her arms and he pulled her back to a sitting position and dropped the shirt over them, pulling it down over her head. She lay back and held her arms up again.“My kiss,” she said.He leaned down and gave.