Your legs shake, and I press my tongue a little harder against you as I trace your slit with your wetness. You pull away gently, and turn the shower o.... You’re holding my hand as you step under the warm jets of water, and pull me with you. My hands follow the curves of your body, cup your breasts, twist your nipples. My fingertips graze your sides and slip over your thighs. My right hand rests between your legs, and I push it sideways against your clit. Your body shakes again. “Baby, I can’t. He kept ahold of my hair so I slowly sucked the until He released His grip.I sat back on my feet and wiped my slobber from my chin.He got up and put His cock away as He walked to the door. "See You tomorrow." He said as He walked out the door.The next morning, I thought I was in the clear as I walked to the door to head to work. I opened the door and saw Mr. James coming down the hall.I took a couple steps back. He shut the door behind Him. I got on my knees as He pulled out His cock.15minutes. He turned around and put his hands onhis knees, perking out his ass for her inspection. He stared at the floorand his feet of which the nails were painted a bright pink to drawattention while she ran her eyes over his ass."My my, what a pretty little sissy ass," the client said in a low,throaty voice filled with lust. Then, he felt her large, masculine handbrushing over his ass, squeezing, pinching, and basically groping himlike he was a piece of meat. "I'm going to enjoy fucking your hot. It hid my identity from the first man I had fucked outside of my marriage. Benedict's cock had pierced some of my biggest inhibitions. It seems only fitting that I wear it while I let Dan take a stab at my last inhibitions. Dan had sometimes received gifts who preferred burqas and others had worn trenchcoats and masks. Unlike some sisters' husbands, he didn't seem to have a preference. So I know he won't be surprised when he opens the door to find a woman wearing one. But of course, I don't.