Our next client knocked on the door at 9 pm and left after 11 pm with a very satisfied smile on his face. I kept part of the second tip and handed San...ra all the rest. "There. Now I've tipped you for your excellent service," I laughed. Sandra and I showered and fell asleep, cuddled together and exhausted from our shared sex.The Present...My new client was panting, resting motionless on my ass as the contractions of his cock lessened and stopped.Roger was a new client, not just to me but to. Mona liked to dance, but nobody else was interested in dancing; all they wanted to do was sit, talk and drink, so Mona usually drug me out on the dance floor with her. On Wednesday of my third week, as I was driving us home, Mona asked me why I hadn't made a pass at her."I know I turn you on because I can feel your hard cock every time we dance."I was so surprised by what she said that I almost wrecked the truck when I turned to stare at her and took my eyes off the road. I told Mona that she. She slowly peels off her tank top, the thin fabric sticking to her skin with perspiration, her full, firm breasts straining against her lacy too-small bra. She slowly unfastens her pleated skirt at the side, unwrapping it like a towel to reveal the matching thong when a sudden slapping noise makes her jump and drop it unceremoniously. She looks up to see her master testing the flail, slapping it against his open hand, eying her hungrily."Go on," he growls, another thrill of anticipation. Anita’s holiday apartment was the other side of town to Bob’s, once there Anita invited Bob in for a cup of tea or coffee, which he accepted, guessing it means the same today as it did when he was younger.Anita let him in and showed him around the nice holiday apartment, with one bedroom reasonably sized with bathroom and kitchenette in the lounge, where she left him and disappeared. Bob filled & turned on the kettle, busying himself finding cups, milk and tea bags. “So what do you think?” Bob.