You made eleven hundred dollars tonight!”“That’s cool,” I said.“Cool? It takes you almost three weeks to make that at the paper,” Blaise s...id.“I know. I’m just tired. My nerves were jacked up all night. That took a lot out of me,” I explained. “I’m thrilled. I wish I could make that kind of money more often.”“Well, you’ve got another show next week. Do you have any idea what you’re planning on doing for that one?”“I don’t know. Tonight was pretty tame. Should I show them Big Ben? Or, is that. After all, they were brothers who I had worked with back in the day so I'm sure Mario probably told Tom about his fun with me. As I sat and thought about it, I was a bit intrigued. I had never seen myself as a desirable woman so if Tom had anything on his mind, then I might be interested. I tried not to think too much about it, or look too much into it but kept the thought in the back of my mind.A couple days went by before I heard from him. He sent me a message, asking how I was doing and I. As she sunk down into the lavender scented water, her body screamed protest. Everything stung. She ignored it and settled down, leaning her head back against the cool ceramic. She felt hands on her shoulders, massaging the stiffness from them. She leaned forward and another body slipped into the bath to support her. A gentle lover, he massaged every inch of her, taking pride in her moans of pleasure. He was getting hard feeling her bottom against his cock and her breasts in her hands. Gently,. "She's ready, Anthony," she told me and stabbed one last time with her tongue, "I'm just going upstairs to get something you might like."She may have been ready but she was still apprehensive and looked into my eyes as I prodded my penis very gently against her tiny hole."I'll stop if you tell me mum." I said tenderly and eased forward slowly, the swollen dome feeling every little fiber of her rectum as it slid in easier than I'd thought, as I got deeper she sensed that it wasn't going to hurt.