She began grunting and panting in cadence with my thrusts. I grabbed her hair again.“Tell me what you want Elaine.” shoving my fingers in deep and...hard.“F-fuck me Cuz!”“No Elaine. I want you to beg me. Tell me what you want, what you need!” I cajoled.“I need you! I need you to fuck me! Please fuck me!”Shucking off my shorts and shirt and remounting her I felt her shove up against my cock. I spat squarely between her cheeks and, placing my cock between them and using the spittle as lube, began. She let out a long, satisfying moan that vibrated throughout my entire shaft and against my balls. I moaned as well as the sensation sent electric shocks through my body. My moan further excited her as she grabbed my ass with both hands, pulled me into her, and forced me even deeper down her throat. She moaned louder, increasing the vibrations of her humming. I couldn't control the volume of my voice as I yelled down at her, "Ohhh fuck, Ifeoma, that feels amazing!"She let my cock slide out of. I wrapped a towel around my waste and got the door. It's her, she is in a robe and pushes me back so she can come in the room. She locks the door behind her, takes me by the hand and leads the way to the still running shower. She grabs my towel and drops her robe and says” we can refresh each other”. She has been in the room less than 10 seconds and we have known each other for only a few hours.We get in the shower and I turn the temp up as hot as we can stand. I am behind her and she is facing. They often show pictures of their c***dren and, sometimes, spouses.So, this was something that excited me. I liked both sex and money or would rather have sex for a living than do dishes or cook and rather be paid for sex than giving sex to guys for mere pleasure and validation. I would find sex more enjoyable than flipping burgers or doing phone sales for a living any day. I discussed this with John. He was a little confused and said that he wanted some time to compose his thoughts. The next.