Those customers barely covered the cost of running the place. All the profits were from the sale of products to nurses. On paper we were pouring money...into the Jefferson, but in reality we were running dope money through it. A large percentage of our real customers paid with credit cards which I would have preferred not to be the case. Those customers were the ones who paid the bills. Mike walked out with the cash every week. That money at the end of the week had a pedigree. I mention this. It was a look also of acceptance, of longing, of trust and of urgent desires that needed to be quenched. Some folk call it the look of love, but unless you’ve been in this exact scenario I’d invite you not to consider me a twat for suggesting that. (Oh, and there was a gentleman sucking my cock two inches from her face. I maybe should have mentioned that). She moaned at the sight and orgasmed on the spot. This had never happened before.Some context for you.New Years Day. Two lovers with no. "I'm going to start again now, okay?" He said "Fine." as he got comfortable, bringing his arm above his head and grinning.Sarah took hold of his penis and began to pull and rub it. He had grown softer but as she worked he gradually hardened again. She gained a rhythm, bouncing as she stroked. He said, "There you go, you’re working it perfectly"Occasionally, their eyes would meet. Her faced looked awkward, while he had a grin and an expression of pleasure. "Oh, ahhh," he groaned.She kept. Erica held her panties as I held them and she pushed them into my hand as she slowly let go, watching my face and looking into my eyes the whole time. As if to say, Take them (me) their (Im) yours. Ericas body was beautiful, nice clear skin, pink from the heat. Round ass and full hips with a nice black bush over her pussy. Erica hadnt shaved her pussy, thank God. She didnt need to, ever. I dont like shaved pussy, its weird. Ericas bush wasnt too big or too small. Some girls really need a trim,.