He doesnt just fuck me, he loves me, as he alternates his strokes with kisses and caresses, and I know now the difference between making love and fuck...ng and I want to make love to him forever! Each pump is deep but gentle, and it drives me crazy! It hasnt been that long since my orgasm, and I feel myself building up for more, and I hope we can come together, but I will take what happens with pleasure! Again and again he drives himself into me and I erupt with another scream as I come with an. ‘So, shall we meet at the restaurant say around eight?’ ‘Well, if it’s a date, you’re picking me up at my house aren’t you?’ I said. He asked if I was kidding and I told him, ‘No, my husband will be gone and the kids will be at my mother’s.’ ‘Now, what time are you picking me up?’ I curiously asked again. ‘How’s 7:30? We have reservations at eight?’ he said. ‘Perfect, I’ll look forward to it. Bye, Russ,’ I said as I hung up the phone. Oh, how I wanted it to be Saturday night right then and. He raised his body until his fingers completely covered my clit, and then lowered it back a bit, putting exquisite pressure on it. I could already tell that I had another orgasm coming, and the anticipation almost made me giggle. Burt grinded against me as he rubbed my clit for only a couple of more minutes before I felt like my whole body explode into another warm, wonderful, tickling, cascade of pleasure. I fell back, glowing, as Bert continued his thrusting for a couple of more minutes. " Oh. You're still working as an escort, then?" What else can I do? I get paid holidays and there's even a pension plan. It's all legit." I thought prostitution was still illegal in this country." Who's going to enforce a law that's universally ignored, Gran?" said Primrose. "One lump or two?" I don't take sugar, dear. It's only there for guests. Do you have a sweet tooth?" No, Gran," said Primrose who wondered whether her grandmother was making a discreet enquiry about her daughter's drug.