"Thanks. I understand all that on an intellectual level, but to actually talk about my doing stuff with her with another person? It's hard."She leered...at his crotch and ribbed him, "I can see that it's hard. Here, perhaps this will put you in the right mood to talk." She reached out and started to fondle his erection. She added in an evil Russian accent, "Ve haf veys of makink you talk!"He laughed. "You do, that's for sure. Okay, let's talk."He looked like he was struggling to say more, so. “Thank you guys, I’ll go grab a shower,” Michael said.He left the two staring at each other and soon they were kissing again as they caressed each other.“I’m really glad you showed up this morning,” Isabel said.“So am I,” Alex said. “And here was me just going to take you out to breakfast.”“Oh well, I don’t think I could ever forgive myself if I was in the way of your plans,” Isabel said with a teasing smile.“Well I would keep that plan but ... we both need cleaned up after this,” Alex. Really the eagerness that she put on what she was doing, not caring that it only was another paid job, made me very happy and already decided to leave her a decent tip afterwards. Slowly she left my dick go and started playing with my balls and fingering my ass while I kept sucking her. Then she turned and I had to let my price go, but I was sure it would come back! She kissed me deeply, our tongues interacting and started travelling down my chest to the nipples. There she stopped for a while,. .. I'm going to keep torturing you... He pulled out of her slowly, but kept the tip of his shaft at her entrance. He barely moved his hips, rubbing on her flesh until she whimpered. He growled hotly, "Look at me, Diana. Who am I?" he asked when she opened her desire-laden eyes.Who are you? "You're my sexy, new husband, Charles Richards!" she moaned.He plunged deeply into her with a soft grunt, making her groan loudly. "Good. That was a good answer. And who else am I?" He pulled slowly out of.