‘We are talking about special talent, well worth the fee. They are all young or they couldn't do it. Let’s face it, we know they are worth it. Our...client list says so as well.’Lori opened the door, keeping it on its chain. Better to be sure. A quick glance was all that she needed to feel pleased and open the door properly. As her man walked in, she sized him up. He had a pleasant, scrubbed look about him, and was obviously new to all this, Lori thought appraising his height, which was a few. You know what I mean."I was honored," I said carefully.She looked around, somewhat blearily. "I just hope she hash ash good a time ash I did." She looked at me and smiled brightly. "You wanna half a good time too, Bob?" She leaned dangerously, but recovered."You look tired," I said. "You want to lie down?" With you?" Her voice went up in concert with her eyebrows. "Are you trying to get in my pants, Bob?" No," I laughed. "Not while you're drunk, anyway." I'm not drunk!" she said, her voice very. I giggle and grip her hips hard. She pushes off the wall and moves us into her bedroom, both of us too wrapped up in each other to close the door. I push her down onto the bed and immediately climb on top of her. Kelly's hands grope my breasts and I moan and try to get hers out of her sports bra. No luck with that. I pull back with a frustrated groan and sit up. "Take off this damn bra."I growl and Kelly chuckles. She simply unzips the front of the sports bra and pulls it down her arms. I glare. Then, slowly, steadily, slid his oily self inside of her tight, naughty, passage, exhaling as the extremity of the sensation threatened to overload his control, urging him to just slam his cock into her.Robin’s insides felt every slow pressing pressure, and she gasped, trying to relax as his cock moved ever deeper within. She felt full, so full, both from his huge prick, and her unquenched need to relieve herself. The pressure was strangely intense and intoxicating, urging her to give herself.