All of them calling her, beckoning her transformation. Each one asiren in the dreary sea of her mind. Each one a promise and a fantasy.Each one a drea... and a hope. Each one so far away and impossible. Eachone naive and remote.But in her dreams, she could have them all.Nadia's hand found the top of her mound over her clothes. She pressedinto it, sunding thunder and heaven up her body. She pressed again,swirling around. She was already so close. She didn't need a body tocum. She didn't need a. Mom – Kya karna hoga mujhe. Bolo to.Geeta – Tera beta aaye to deep cut wali nighty pahan lena. Usko apne boob dikhana. Bolna ki meri ksmar mein dard hai malish kar de. Fir sone ka natak karna. Niche kuchh mat pahnana.Mom – Oh, mushkil hai yaar. Par try karungi.Geeta – Ok ab chalti hun. Tere bete ko bhi maza dena hai.Fir dono hans padi. Main bahar aa gaya. Maine Geeta ko car mein bitha liya aur chal pade.Geeta – Bade romantic song sunte ho. Koi girlfriend hai kya?Abhi – No. Koi hai nahi.Geeta –. "She's got a hotel room already booked. Specifically asked for somebody in his early twenties." How old's she?" I enquired, keeping my fingers crossed."Forty-three, it says here," Ron replied.I had kept my own record of the ladies I had escorted in the two months I had been with Ron’s escort service. It was 29, and only 8 of them had not required my sexual respect (My name for that side of things). I’d serviced a forty-two-year-old lady just the previous week. Surely, I couldn't be lucky enough. You taste amazing and my tongue starts to wiggle on its own and I can tell I'm pleasing you by how wet you're making my face. My cock becomes completely engorged with pleasure for you as you still whip it, sometimes grabbing it and squeezing it hard in your vice like grip.I soon realise that you are forcing yourself down on me ever harder, making it harder and harder for me to breath, but enjoying it all the more. You lift yourself up and I catch my breath, before you plunge yourself back down.