The rest, were her own juices, lubricating her for his use.A voice entered the room from a small speaker in one corner next to a camera.?Come to me sl...ve?.Without even looking back at the two men, Carrie climbed off the bed and opened the door, making her way quickly to where he waited.As she entered the room he told her to kneel, and put on the headphones he handed to her. Obediently, she did so, and he walked behind her, syringe in hand and aimed it at the back of her neck.The pain was. Garrett continued to press forward, slowly, steadily, inch by inch until all seven inches was buried within the silky folds of her canal. He doesn’t begin thrusting right away. He wanted to make love. He leaned down on top of Becky and kissed her deeply, his tongue sweeping across her lower lip and gently prying into her mouth. Becky moaned for the nearly overwhelming sensations.His lips slowly traced down the checks and softly kiss the earlobe. He crooned in Becky’s ear, to relax and wait, for. I then adjourned to my office, powered up my iMac, once again opened Angel’s profile, and stared at her pictures as I started my pre-appointment ritual of stroking my cock. I must’ve been hornier than I thought since cum shot out of my junk after only a few strokes. That’s when the guilt started to set in. Yes, I loved seeing escorts. Yes, I loved paying women to touch my penis. I got off on that. But every time I jerked off before going to an appointment, I always felt this twinge of guilt.. When they were all undone, I flipped the sides of the blouse apart to reveal her bra enclosing those two gorgeous orbs. I teased her a bit by running my fingernails up and down her bare midriff, and then bent forward to give her a passionate kiss on her open lips. I then straightened up again, and leaning back, grasped her skirt with both hands and worked the fabric up from her ankles till it was gathered in my hands at mid thigh. I let my hands stroke sensuously up her smooth thighs, taking.