You are just wearing your underwear. Black bra, small black hipster panties, and sheer black hold up stockings, just as you had promised. Your body is...every man's dream, large pert breasts, long legs that would send you into frenzy with their smoothness and the kind of waist you could lose a day exploring with your every sense.I still stand, not wanting to dare break the spell that is surrounding us, the magic of sweet anticipation. The unsaid and the unknown, meeting to create a separate. As I pushed her thighs apart and admired her puffy, swollen, and tender pussy, I heard the bedroom door shut and knew that my wife had just left the room. I barely gave it any thought, though, and instead collapsed onto Angela, then drove my cock into her, and began thrusting. We’d made love in the guest room, but this was pure primal fucking.Her nails bit into the back of my neck and shoulders, but she still took me without complaint. With her pussy all swollen, she was even tighter, and I was. “Your pathetic you can’t even do a simple little task.” she said in a bitchy manor. “I don’t have time to waste on you.” It made me feel so small, I was embarrassed but I still wanted her attention her affection. She startedto get up. “Wait…” I said. “Wait! Wait for what!” As she looked at me with such a disappointing attitude. “Put your hand on your cock and play with it.” I put my hand on my cock, not so much as grabbed it but covered it. “Fondle yourself, get it stiff if you can.” As she. Most of the women who come in here expect to be treated as ifthey're the Duchess of Somewhere or Other but treat us as if they'resomething they trod in on the way in. I can tell that you have afeeling of vulnerability which I guess comes from trying to find outwho you really are but you also have a dignity that is absent from mostof my other clients. Your smile when you saw your reflection told meeverything I needed to know and I hope that you will come again soon asI'd love to see you.