She started kissing me too. Oh god.She placed her hands over my head rubbed my hair. We stopped and I told held her hand and asked her to get inside m... room. We both ran into my room. As soon as We got inside I locked the door and started hugging her.We kissed so passionately and I was exploring her back with my hands. We both fell onto the bed and started rolling around.Then she removed her top and I was in total disbelief. I took off my Shirts and pants. She took off her pants too. Oh. Dear.. “This perv took a picture up my dress.”“I did not. Paranoid, stuck up bitch.”“I want to see his phone!”“I’m not giving you my phone! Fuck that!”Gordy shrugged. “All right, she says you did, you say you didn’t, you don’t want to give her your phone. Simple enough. Give it to me.”“I’m not gonna give it to you either.”“Why not? I’m a neutral party and we’ll know the truth.”“I’m not showing my phone anybody. It’s my constitutional right.”Gordy shrugged again. “Okay, but I’ll certainly report this. Of course I was much younger but more than willing to forego myself with naïve curiosity for his manhood. Aaron was a professional however, or so I thought, and I dismissed my impulses as fantasy. Although at times he was very forthcoming in telling me how great my arse looked in a G-string or how breathtaking my tits looked without a bikini.The trip home was tiring and a large break in conversation led to my thoughts of how Aaron’s cock would look and what I’d like to do with it. I closed my. "Just look at this beautiful dish, Linda," she said, "Ready, willing and very able, for the first ever client of the New House of Joy."As she said this Linda turned slowly, showing herself off as only a true professional can. She was wearing only a bright red tunic which showed her fair complexion and dark hair to their best advantage. It was too short for her and was fastened only by one clip at the bottom in front, so as she turned, her cuntlips and arse cheeks peeped out below the hem most.