Jeremy...didn't look like much. You felt bad about judging so quickly, but appearences were somewhat important to you. He wore a stained shirt, most l...kely from work over the years, and some dusty jeans. He had balding square head that showed off his, admittedly, impressive mustache. A trustworthy smile was right beneath the black stache. His body was a strange thing. It looked bronzed from years of work and his pudgy body looked like muscles layered over. You shook his hand. Strong but. To feel your hands all over me, your lips kissing me. Your tongue licking my wet pussy, your hard cock fucking me.My hand slowly moves down my body, caressing myself. My legs opening as my fingers find my wet pussy. I begin rubbing my clit, moaning to myself. I slide a finger inside my wetness beginning to slowly fuck myself. The warmth of the water adds to the sensation. I place another finger inside myself while still rubbing my clit, my muscles gripping my fingers as I move them in and out. She also went into the bathroom to use some mouthwash and used a wet-wipe on her vagina along with a little rubbing alcohol. All the other rooms were currently in use, which meant she was up next for whomever happened to walk through the door. Maya loved working at the ‘Hands’ because it kept her sexually active all the time. Some of the other girls did not feel the same way. If asked, they would tell you that the ‘Hands’ made them feel like cheap underpaid whores. Which was true as they only. ‘I could use a soak,’ she said, reading his mind. Jake chuckled as he walked over to the tub and began filling it with water. After adjusting the temperature, and plugging up the tub, he turned around and his jaw dropped. Ashira and finished removing her blouse and jeans, leaving just her bra and boy shorts. Jake crossed the distance between them and unhooked the bra before sliding it down Ashira’s arms, and the panties soon followed. Jake quickly removed his own clothing, lifted Ashira into.