I get out of my car and my client comes to meet me. He’s an older white gentleman with a beer belly and watery eyes. “Mr. Stillman. It's finally g...od to meet you,” “Good to meet you as well. I’m glad you could make it sir.” He has a deep raspy voice but smile wrinkles around his eyes. “Well, sir I think I got a good price. Now it’s a little lower than expected but I think it’s very much worth it sir,” “And what is the price?” he asked as he sparked up a cigar. “850,000, sir.” For a moment there. He was an efficient engine that would be first at the finish line.“Oh Hugo, I love your cock,” I screamed. “Don’t stop fucking me, please!”His only response was to start pumping his hips upward as my hips slammed down on him. His cock hitting all my switches with every thrust. I felt his balls getting heavier each time they slapped my ass. He was close.“Cum with me,” he murmured to me. We held each other tight as we both got lost in this massive moment of pleasurable discharge amid a day of. She was fidgeting with the blind fold and I slapped her hands away, then spanked her several more times.One end of the chain went around her slim waist and locked, then I locked the other to an eyebolt anchored in the cinderblock wall and the concrete behind it.I sighed, the picture she made in person was more erotic than one of my favorite actresses, Christina Ricci in "Black Snake Moan". I knew this was no longer the fan craze thing. I was totally in love with this dazzlingly beautiful. ." Sandy sat down, and looked at her, girlfriend? "What havewe done? This isn't natural..." Sandy looked away and shook her head."Hey, it's okay Sandy...it's still me in here." Eric slipped next toSandy, and circling his slender arms around her, laid his head on hershoulder."Are you really? I mean, looking at you, I can't find anything aboutyou that looks remotely familiar! Is it really you in there?" Sandylooked up, her eyes brimming with tears."Of course it is. Look..." Eric slid down in.