Again, I wanted him to just take me."I don't date my clients, Felicia, not yet anyway, but I do want to see you succeed. I think I can help you. My me...hods, though, are unconventional." What does that mean?" I asked him. My voice was breathy and I trembled just as badly as I had the night of our last dinner."Do you trust me?" His brownish blue eyes bored deep into mine, searching my darkest places and seeing everything he'd already known was there from our torrid love sessions back at camp when. Finally at home, sitting in her antique claw foot tub full of hot steaming water and her, she puffs on her hookah. Paige relaxes her stressful day away puffing on the finest smoke. She has her huge windows in the bathroom open enjoying the smell of the rain and the beauty of outside. Twisting a washcloth, Paige places it over her face and relaxes. As she lounges in the tub Quincy quietly walks through the front door making especially sure the keys don’t make a sound. He pops open some wine and. Some just want to fuck and others want to have that fantasy sex they have been dreaming about. Does Kris have a couple of fantasies that she would like to explore?With that Kris jumped in bed and said, “when can we go?” And with that, she grabbed my cock and started to give me one of her great BJ’s. Kris loves to give BJ’s. She loves it when the veins in my cock expand and the head of my dick swells and turns purple. The best part is when I shoot my load down her throat and she has an. She still managed to look so good. “Was that fun for you?” she asked, almost demurely. I nodded, “very much so. But I feel bad. You’re completely soaked and I’m not.” She rose, nodded towards the sofa which was now splattered with rivulets and little pools of my pee, “sit there.” I settled down into the pleasantly wet, warm brown leather and enjoyed the view as Marie stood before me and slowly peeled the wettest of her garments, the tight little skirt, her knickers and the clingy wine-coloured.