” We then spent the next minutes seeing who could give the better compliment to the other. Eventually Jennie said she had to pee. I quickly stripped...my clothes off and put my nightgown on. It was the translucent, low cut one. Jennie pretended to give a wolf whistle when she returned from the bathroom. I knew that she would still feel embarrassed getting undressed in front of me even though she didn’t feel any embarrassment (any more) at being totally naked in front of me so I excused myself to. She said "My client wanted me to dress very traditional, knowing that my American body would look over-stacked. Have you been waiting long?" No, I just got here a few minutes ago. How are you?" A little tired. My client is an old friend that I have been with for several years. In fact, I don't take new clients on because I have such a long list of repeating clients. Anyhow, this guy doesn't know when to quit. Six times a night is normal for him. I really earned my money although he was very. All I can do is grunt an affirmative while she renewed her lewd assault on my cock, her teeth gently raking over my cock as her tongue rubbed the underside of my shaft, making it shudder in ecstasy. I climaxed without a thought, my hips jerking forward while my cock squirted hot semen into the beautiful young woman's throat. She drank it eagerly, her neck convulsing as she swallowed the hot sticky milk shake. I collapse back onto my ass, my legs weak from my powerful orgasm. My bedroom is. I tend to analyze everything before I say it.Miss Muller was an attractive lady. And when I say, “lady”, I’m talking about someone maybe 23 years old? She was fairly young in any case, with shoulder-length blond hair and a trim figure that made sense for cheerleading. Her boobs were about average, I’d say, or even less, but she had a really tight butt. And her legs, which I couldn’t see on account of her jeans, I knew to be spectacular.We walked into her apartment and she locked the door behind.