She pulled away and I moaned low and breathy. She pierced me with those intense eyes of hers and leaned in until my entire vision swam green and we we...e breathing so close that every breath was as intimate as the deepest kiss. I felt her lips move against mine as she said “You are my little whore Joyce. Mine and nobody else you hear?” Her words triggered something in me because the next thing I knew I was all over her. My hands sought flesh and my lips left wet trails down her neck. She backed. I noticed a post-it note stuck to the top bill when I unfolded the money. It said, “You were pretty fucking hot! Here’s a little extra. You earned it. But you’re still going to be punished. I like punishing my little bitches.”I held my breath and counted out the wad of cash. There were fifteen crisp one hundred dollar bills in my hand, in addition to the five hundred dollar tip! He had paid me fifteen hundred dollars for two hours of sex!Fuck! Maybe I really should move in with him!I was. "Fuck" Sam said. "All this time you were naked underneath. What a tease you are". "I'll show you what a tease I am" I replied as I began to remove his shorts. Sinking to my knees I pulled down his underwear. I looked up at him as I flicked my tongue around his hard throbbing cock. Sam grabbed my hair and thrust his cock into my mouth making me gag. "You dirty slut" he told me. "Go on. Take it all in". My eyes watered as I gagged on him, making my mascara run down my face. Sam was moaning as he. I knew that Khala had become widow in a very young age. During the conversation with her I recollected that Khala has four daughters and one of them has been married.Khala was sitting with me during marriage functions and we shared a lot of jokes, Khala took a lot of selfies with me and I was enjoying her company.. She asked me how many girlfriends I have.I told - I have just returned home from abroad after three years, no girlfriends.So Khala asked- How many girlfriends were there.