Not realizing what I was doing, I lifted my hand to touch her hip, but Tracy promptly smacked it down. “Bad boy! Don’t you know the rules? You don...��t get to touch me. I’m the one who does all the touching.” To make her point, she finally let her soft buttocks graze across the fabric of my slacks, swirling her hips in a circle to stimulate my cock. I let out a loud groan of pleasure. “Tracy, that feels so good.” “I can tell.” She spun back around to face me, straddling my knees. My eyes. I’d like to think she was enjoying her job, too, to be perfectly okay with it. But I guess that’s true of any job – just more so if you’re fucking strangers and not feeling good about it or about yourself.”David nodded. He was hoping to hear something like that from her. “Yeah, I agree completely. Umm…” He began to get tongue-tied again. This was going to be hardest part to get across to her. “You know – it’s no secret that I want - I’ve always wanted to, uhh, have sex with you...”“Now. On the other hand (literally), I am a sucker for the feminine body with its curves and the softness of its skin. I do get turned on by the feel of her body as it is being worked on by my soft and for a man rather small hands, as I mould her muscles under my palms, giving attention to her tired and achy fibres.I lay importance on profession, however when two adults consent, I am open to give a woman and her body the attention that she needs.And so it was one Saturday afternoon.I had met this. I also realized that I was in for more teasing from the naughty sideways glances and winks that she gave me.Gabrielle eventually picked out a black strap on, and Paige told her she had one just like it. I listened as Paige describe how she used it and suddenly I was getting really turned on, and when Gabrielle reached out and squeezed my hand I realized that she was beginning to feel the rising heat too. Paige must have noticed this too because she smiled and handed the strap-on to Gabrielle.