"But I'm still not exactly sure what you might want to hire me for." You're right, I have been rambling on, haven't I?" she laughed. "I really don't h...ve a lot of visitors out here and I guess I just got carried away a little. I like my solitude, but sometimes I miss having a real person to talk to. At least one not on a computer screen. Not many of the locals are interested in what I do, but judging from your accent you're not exactly a local yourself are you?" No, I'm not a local." Alex. A: how so?Me: well my rod was right between those sexy ass cheeks of yours felt like an ass job (dick in between cheeks and up and down movement). I almost came.A: oh yeah. Well, that was my first time doing it.I was lying down her lap while we talking all this. She came near to my face gave a slow bite on my cheek. A current just went through my body and I grabbed her hair and kissed her lips. We broke the kiss and she said no we shouldn’t be doing this. Then she grabbed me and kissed me hard.. Mmmmm! I moaned as I felt the hot shaft slide into my mouth. Though I knew what I was doing was extremely dangerous, I started jerking my head back and forth, using my lips and tongue to stimulate his shaft. After only a few seconds of this, I heard my woodland lover snort. I took it as en encouragement and leaned forward, forcing his rod to slide past my uvula. Pushing on, I forced as much of his prick into my mouth and throat as I could. I then pulled back and started all over again. The stag. Fearing you would say no left me nearly paralyzed with anxiety. Never before had I been able to care so deeply for someone. I knew my reputation preceded me, and that you had heard much about me. I could not deny or explain away those things; all I could do was open myself up to you, to counteract and to balance what you knew by hearsay. Later you told me that my reputation had frightened you. You heard, “He’s deep into that kinky stuff; he’s used to always getting what he wants. He’s just too.