Well, the conference was short and at the end I took him aside, "How would you like to come home with me and have Carmen and me?" I asked him The smil... went from ear to ear as he moved up next to me and making sure no one could see, leaned in and kissed me long and passionately. "I'd love to" he said after he broke off. So before I took him home, I called Carmen and told her to put on a simple sexy top, panties and hose and heels. I didn't tell her I was bringing home a friend, that I wanted to. But that isn't what brings my customers in anymore and it was never going to make me much money. Most masseuses work as part of an agency, with at least three others, but my operation is small: just me. I have to work to keep the doors open. Now, the men know that, if I like them (and I often like them) I will say those six words to them, the words their friends all tell them about. "Would you like the special package?" It's an offer that has not been refused once since I instituted it. After I. I had never even, shown Simon my pussy and I felt embarrassed being on display like this. His fingers started slowly, like he was touching me to check my ripeness, using two hands he opened my pussy lips and examined me. Slowly he prodded me with one finger, just trying to squeeze it inside my tightness, It felt funny and a little uncomfortable. “I’ll make a good girl of you yet” he said as he pushed his finger in further, he met resistance and winced as he pushed past it, tearing my. Uncurling out the warm cocoon of the covers, she grabbed the earthy brown silk robe lying on the chair and slipped into it. With each step came a short ripple of pain through her thighs, the flow of desire heightening. He had put it down, all the way down, had her begging to tap out, had her chest tightening and body swooning from everything. Walking around the bed and to their restroom alongside the window, the fragrance of her Chanel perfume with a mixture of Brandon’s musky cologne had her.