He quickly reached up and ripped the gag from my mouth shaking my body angrily saying 'bitch don't pass out now, don't pass out now'. I gasped for air...and cough as he pulled his mammoth fuck tool from my very sore aching butt hole. The third brute stood between my up lifted legs and slid his huge penile glans across my cum dripping anal opening. I groaned in pain as his massive head slipped over my puckering anus. My entire body shook in pain as this massive fuck tool moved across my bung. She let out a low moan--almost turning into a howl--as I started to come. The heat of her cunt and her ass were incredible. I came and came and came--it felt like I emptied my balls. Blind, white bliss. When my normal mind returned, I was bent over her, my t-shirt soaked with sweat, resting my head on her back. I kissed her back--her shoulder blades, her spine, her neck--as I eased out. Being cruel, I walked back around the desk. I rubbed my still-hard cock across her lips, and she opened her. I put two fingers inside and before my thumb could get there I felt a smaller hand on her clit. I took her nipple between my teeth as I looked down confused. V looked up at me and said, “You’re with my sister! This is too hot!” I bit down harder on Jo’s nipple as my fingers worked into that magic spot only some men know about. I worked my lips back up to her neck and bit down hard before trailing my tongue down her stomach thru the slight carpet to her waiting pussy. I kind of had to push V out. I got that I was fresh meat and I sense that although I am older than most of the other sex workers, for many men the idea of fucking a married businesswoman, to parade her in a bar or accompany them to a works do and spend the night afterwards fucking her every hole is a huge turn on. A few guys said that they preferred the MILF next door look in preference to the glamour models on there.My first client I will write about later. My second client was a group on a stag weekend. I loved the idea..