The camera panned back to her pussy where her fingers were now a blur and a few seconds later you heard her orgasm and could see her pussy twitch.At t...is point my head was spinning, I was still coming to terms with what I had saw when the realisation dawned on me - "who filmed you?". It was her turn to see how far I would go and said that if I wanted to stop here I could, or did I really want to know. She glanced down at my cock to see pre cum dribbling out, so she was pretty sure of my answer. ” I can feel his lips against my ear. His tongue sneaking out to caress it before he growls, “Five days that you’re going to make up for.”Another impact. This one harder than the last. I feel it in my core. My walls clench air, begging for the cock it craves. My breath catches in my chest and when it’s released my words come out as a moan, “3. Th...thank you Sir.”An exhalation. Most would think it was nothing. For me is speaks volumes. His heat is rising as well. He rubs a gentle circle again. “Four…” I feel her body tense with indecision. Rational thought? Emotion? Which will triumph? “Three…” Her lips part once more and a wisp of air escapes before the rest of whatever thought was behind it is abruptly cut off. Frustration and aggravation sneak into the dance, joining hands with logic and reason to fend off irrational, emotional desire and curiosity. For a moment, I fear they will win the battle and the evening will be cut short. “Two…” “Don’t stop,” her breathy plea jumps. I followed, entranced by the rotating hips and arse; she was a lovely mover.At the door of the bedroom she stopped and faced me."Cash before cunt" she demanded, putting out her hand for payment. I had a £20 note in my pocket and handed it over. "Sodding hell! You cheapskate, that won't even get you to fucking Dover never mind around the fucking world!" She gave me a glare and then said "I take Visa."I played along and flashed my card. Hannah took the card and tucked it, and the £20, into the.