But I needed some more daytime help, not so easy to find, so Tracy fit the bill, so to speak. "Anyhow, Lori, just help me train her, okay? It can't be...that hard, and we will know soon."Between the two of us, Tracy did learn the job. Plus she drew more customers back simply by looking good. Of course she looked better off the street, with long, flowing blond hair, large breasts, and perfect legs. I knew all of this because she would come to work in her street clothes, changing to her work. Slowly I began to press her thighs little hard so that so feel better and to increase her breath. Then I went behind her and hold her shoulder and started to press them. At the same time I took some cool water in my hand I told that I am applying oil and slowly I poured on her back. She got jerk. She said what u pour. I said water and laughed on her.Then I put some oil on her back and started to massage on her back as well as on her neck. Believe me guys just touch a women back and then kiss. It made even less sense to me when I drove to moms and found out that Janet had picked them up at school and had driven them to moms. That made no sense at all. It was only a ten minute walk from the school to our house and the twins were old enough to take care of themselves until I got home.I asked the girls why their mom had brought them to their grandmothers and they told me that they didn't know. All she told them was that they needed to go to grandmas until I could pick them up. The girls. I hear her voice somewhere distant, the entirety of my being focused on the sensation of the hot walls and friction rippling down the shaft of my cock. My hands, at times rough, at times tender, roaming over her slender body. At one point I realized I had a fist clenched in her blonde hair, her head pulled back, her eyes closed, her mouth open, gasping. In my other hand I had one of her almond nipples, pinched tightly between the thumb and finger, stretched painfully outward. Her cries spoke of.