The way I keep secrets and never talk about my job or my clients, which is something that pleases and attracts VIP’s so much, I may talk a little ab...ut what I do to very special friends, but I never mention any personal information or anything that would track any of my clients, it is usually common and general things like what I am doing now.Almost all clients in this case are very rich, very important and discrete, sensitive people, most of them would be older ones of forties, fifties or even. Each time, one of them will feel left out and will want someone with them. I’ll keep them company, of course.”“Like KFC, a leg in one hand, a breast in the other and that finger licking goodness, I assume.”“You are a dirty old bastard. You are my dirty old bastard actually and I love you. Now get out there and look after our guests.”I went out and joined Debbie and Gloria. “Girls, I am yours. Now when did you want this to happen?”Debbie’s reaction took me by surprise. She threw her arms around. The feel of her mouth and lips was divine and I groaned as she worked her tongue around it, over the tip, flicking it then sinking deeper on to it, she had told me she could deep throat and I wanted to see when she would show me how she does it everytime she came up she was starting to go deeper, I could feel the tightening at her throat, then all of a sudden she swallowed it all, her lips right around my base, the feeling was immense, I couldn’t help but grab her hair and fuck her face the way. ’ We kissed gently, hugged longer. The glow faded. Eventually we went back downstairs, hand in hand and wandered into the kitchen for a snack. As we were walking she commented: ‘You are the second person I have tried that with.’ I asked: ‘Who was the other?’ She replied: ‘My mom.’ We hugged a lot. She was just so sweet, so tender. More telephone tag I checked my cell phone. There was another message from my wife. She said that she made the call this morning and was starting her drive North. She.