A pang of guilt fluttered about my heart; I didn't know the client was married. I guess that's not my problem. If Beth didn't want to keep her husband...satisfied, well, that's what our business was all about.The door opened and a handsome, muscular man stood there. His hazel eyes glinted with nervousness, and he rubbed at his short, black hair. He wore a wife-beater, showing off his muscular arms and hairy chest, and a pair of gray sweatpants. I smiled, seeing the bulge forming in his crotch as. On the sofa we necked on, but since she had a BF already (I was single), we mutually agreed not to take it any further. Anyway, we both quickly got "tired" and needed to go to sleep. I managed to persuade her to share a bed with her. She was wearing grey sweat pants and a black tank top. She had a bra under the top too. For some reason, instead of changing into PJs, she just climbed into bed fully clothed. She had her back towards me, but snuggled in close to me so that my crotch was spooning. As we planned, I said to hell with that, why don’t you do it for real? I pulled my stiff cock out and waved it at her. She didn’t skip a beat and came over, knelt down, and began sucking me off.I had my eyes partly closed, but I wanted to see their reaction. All eyes were glued to me, her, us, whatever, we had their full attention. I was pretty revved and only lasted maybe five minutes before filling her mouth with my cum, which she swallowed dutifully. She got up, and as she was wiping off her. It has a full skirt and atight-fitting bodice. He's wearing a black pearl necklace and braceletwith it, and it carrying a black clutch purse. He has on sheer nudestockings and his spike heels are hot pink leather pumps. Bill is wearingwhite slacks and a hot pink sport shirt with his white loafers. They are going to help me out by draining your balls. You must betotally empty when you have your date tonight, so you won't get any male'ideas. Now just relax and let them do their thing on.