That morning was different than the others. Although, it was close to 10:30 AM, but it was a cloudy, dark Saturday, when Lexi’s doorbell rang. He wa... still in the bed, enjoying the memories of having brought a man home from the bar to fuck him, until almost 2 AM in the morning. At the sound of the bell, he got off the bed, put on his robe and went to open the door. It was Vernon on the door, asking for the collection. Lexington asked him to come in and be comfortable on the sofa, in the living. Then on my back, for the first time I opened my eyes, she was not only topless, but had no more clothes than I. She was working on my feet, when my cock sprung to life. The shins, thighs received her well educated hands. My temples, cheeks and chin were next, then my shoulders, chest and lats. She then looked into my eyes, smiled and said, You will be my first and only paying client to get a "Happy Ending" as they say. With that she cupped my scrotum in one hand, gripped my shaft with the other. She pushed her face into my chest. Her mouth gripped the top of my pecks and she bit into me. Her feeble mouth squeezed shut as I curled my finger inside her and felt around the most moist and smooth tissue her body had to offer.As her weak jaw clamped onto my chest, she moaned maniacally. She was drooling all over me. As she sucked in, my chest chilled from the retreating cool air, but when she exhaled, a hot humid stream of gas pounded from her throat, seared into my skin.I pulled my. I laid still for just a moment before lifting my head to slowly look around my quiet, empty bedroom. Returning my head to my pillow with a feeling of quiet melancholy, I just wanted to retrace the details of my dream before they began to fade. In my mind I listened once again to the orchestra playing as the curtains danced in the window to a warm summer breeze. My spell was suddenly broken by the quick pattering of bare feet running down the hallway. Still dressed in nothing but your oversized.