I kneaded their soft flesh and pinched her hard nipples between my thumb and forefinger. She yelped at my touch, gasping with pained ecstasy."That's i.... Please," she begged, "Fuck me like that!"Her perfume smelled sweet, like strawberries, and I lapped up beads of dewy perspiration as I kissed her neck and rutted wildly between her thighs, her heat and moans overcoming my senses and making me forget myself."You fucking slut," I gasped in her ear.Shocked at my words, I fucked harder and pulled. She jumped to her feet and went to leave the room, “Be undressed by the time a get back.” she demanded. We all exchanged a look of astonishment, “This the best stag I’ve ever been to, thanks man.” Brain smiled. Melony returned completely naked apart from her red high heels carrying a bottle of baby oil. She stood in the center of all of us and squeezed the bottle all over herself making sure to coat every inch of her, slathering it all over her tits and then moved onto ensuring her pussy and. “Wait, what? Just like that, you’re accepting? You don’t even know the salary.” “I don’t care. It’s better than being unemployed.” We finished our long winded but surprisingly revealing conversation with plans to meet the following day. I had to dress sexy and mysterious. I was going to be an escort for women, and I was honestly a tiny bit excited. * I spent the next day preparing myself for our plans. I ran a bath and infused the boiling water with my favourite juniper and raspberry oils so. She had cleaned up and changed too; she wore a white sundress with blue flowers. I had only seen her in a dress twice before; she looked young, vibrant and very lovely. ​“You look nice, is that new?” I queried. ​“Heavens, no,” she chuckled. “I’ve had this awhile; it was just so warm today.” ​“Yes, it was,” I agreed. We ate quietly, I was hungry and starting to feel the effects of the day’s work, but would steal glances at Mandy when I was sure she wasn’t looking. The last time I saw her in a.