I want a whore!A woman’s voice calls over the entryphone. I tell her I made an appointment online and give my name, not my real name of course. She�...�s only interested in my money and my body. That’s fair enough. She calls herself Samantha, but all I’m interested in is her body and what I can do with it. The door buzzes and opens. I enter and climb the narrow stairs.She’s late twenties, perhaps thirty, blonde hair just down to her shoulders, pretty with an open face. She looks like an older. Stacey realised it must be in the high eighties out side and wondered why he would wear such a thing. The man sat down taking a full settee almost to himself. The waif beauty offered him a drink her eyes showing confusion and a little nervousness. The Boss man knew the routine; he'd have to explain, as the husbands always just sat there like rabbits in the headlights looking dumb."Have a seat young lady," the Boss said in a deep drawl. "Did you know your husband had a gambling problem?"Stacey. I leaned over and did my best to plunge into her all at once.She'd had anal before, I could tell due to the relative ease my dick went inside her ass. "Oh, Jeff," she said, thinking I was her son. "Deeper, Jeffy baby ... deeper, you know I like all of your cock in my ass." I shoved the rest of my bigger dick into her and she said, "Jeff, you're bigger and harder than usual!"Addy said, "Look behind you, Kate, it's not Jeff!"Kate took her face out of Addy's pussy long enough to turn her head. ”She was like, “Nooo..”But I started unzipping my pant anyway and she started looking away from me, “Jo karna h tum karo, khali mera bed ganda mat karna..” ;)Then I was stroking my dick just sitting behind feet away and she was watching the porn, anxiously. Then to tease her I started moaning.Swati: Kya kar rahe ho tum, mujhe movie pe concentrate karne do!And I was watching her. She was trying to take a peek and then suddenly, I shifted more towards her field of view. And I was damn sure that.