Lindiwe was a busy woman. She might have to provide services to as many as a dozen clients in a single day. Fortunately, not all clients were as deman...ing as Sir Eric. Many simply required oral or manual relief. Although these services weren't especially enjoyable for Lindiwe, she could generally complete the job within a quarter of an hour. As a general rule Lindiwe preferred repeat custom. This wasn't because her existing clients were in any way better than the rest of humanity, but because. They wanted to know what it was like to kiss a guy, they would practice on me. Wanted to know what it was like to jack a guy off, they would practice with me. The same for giving head, getting eaten out, fingered, and of course sex. And they shared me with their friends also. So my early to mid teen years were pretty much a cornucopia of fresh pussy and not only did my sisters learn a lot but I learned tons about women and their pussies. So then I dated and fucked several girls my own age and. He spends most of the year overseas, often for two or three months at a time. That leaves very little time for sex. When he does get home, often only for a weekend before he is travelling again, we try to spend as much time in bed as possible. Having a sixteen year old daughter though, doesn’t help in this regard. When we do get to fuck, it is usually muted so we don’t disturb Katie, and often more than not, sex sessions are quick, before jet lag takes control.I’m only in my late thirties, and. Amorous! "Tell me what's on your mind, Charlie. You know you can tell me anything," I said, looking him in the eyes. His hands were slowly rubbing the outer sides of my thighs, he slowly went higher each time, his fingers grazing the sides of my ass cheeks. I caressed his cheek with my fingertips and leaned forward, my lips lightly pressing against his for a few short seconds. It felt like fireworks went off, my heart started racing and my clitoris twitched. I sat back up, still straddling his.