"Please stop touching me, Reggie. I don't like it," Christy said. "Then why ya get so wet and cum for me so much?" Reggie asked. Christy responde... with silent tears, continuing to drive with Reggie'shand messaging her pussy through her pants. Christy thought about theprevious night and how she didn't make love with her husband. Instead,Reggie would soon take her again. Reggie got wood as he thought about working his cock into Christy andpumping her cunt full of cum. With Dave out of. "I think the difference is that some people work just for the money. Other people see their work as more of a calling." She walked back to the table and settled into the other chair."Do you see escorting as a calling?" I asked."Yes." Will you tell me about it?" Not now, but I might tell you later." Promise?" I ask.Sherri smiled at my pleading expression."Sure," she replied. "When we've got more time." She started pouring herself some cereal and filled a glass with juice."Why don't you tell me. If it came off we would take a long holiday to celebrate. While I was looking for a refill our host called out my name and took my arm and steered me into his small study, as soon as the door closed behind me he put his arms around me and kissed me. He asked how I had been since his party and said I looked really sexy in my bikini. His hands gently roomed over my skin as he spoke and again he kissed me. He then said I had the most beautiful figure and one-day he would like me to model for him.. “Well you need to be punished.” He turned the vibrator on that was over her clit and thrust back into her. “I’m not turning that off until I’m done impregnating you, I might not even turn it off then.” Each word was punctuated by a long, hard thrust. Her pussy clenched when he said impregnating but she was quickly taken over by an orgasm and couldn’t speak.“Those baby blockers that you’ve been taking, I replaced them with aphrodisiacs as your punishment for taking them in the first place. Now.