I was at her disposal for that fee, we could just talk or go up to a room and have sex. From our phone conversation, I expected her choice to be sex. ...hen I started in the escort racket as a student over four years ago the money was very important to me. But nowadays the different types of women that I get to meet, and the sex that I have with some of them, are more important to me than the money. I’m obsessed with women: I love how women taste and how they smell. I love how their legs look. It finally came and i got a window seat. Five minutes later, a huge black woman got on and sat down next to me. She said hello, and i returned the greeting. She asked if i was tired because it was a long day and she was tired. I turned and gave her a look. She was in her 60's and was a big lady! She had gigantic tits and a big black booty ass! As we talked, she laid her left hand on my thigh. I was wearing shorts and the hand felt good. She told me her name was Sarah. She asked if i. "I climbed on the bed. Moving next to Glen, I leaned against the headboard. He put his arm around my shoulders, pulling me closer. Jenny sat between Glen and Brad. We watched the movie, making comments about the actors. Glen moved his hand down and began fondling my breast. I squirmed, glanced at Jenny and Brad, and then turned toward my brother."I should have asked my parents if they would let Brad and me stay here with you guys," Jenny said. "I don't feel like getting up and going to. She gently rubbed her bud, breathing harder and harder, her finger was joined by another and then another as she plunged them ever deep into her own pussy. She felt like a whore, and it felt good! She bit her lip as her knees buckled again and a deep swamping orgasm washed over her. She collapsed slowly to the floor breathing hard, glowing in the aftermath of her first orgasm in years. God that had felt good, she felt alive rejuvenated and guilty. She was ecstatic and confused. An orgasm had.