“This is the first time you have met me Tom, and the third time for an eye-test,” she read from the notes on card in front of her, “How have you...been since your last appointment?”She looked up from her notes quickly and caught Tom glancing at her breasts which parted her open necked shirt nicely. Mrs. Watson smiled.Tom explained that his eyes seemed to be getting worse and that the monitors he had to use at work were at different resolutions and distances from his eyes, though nothing seemed to. Their hands were small and smooth. I felt I had made no mistake by getting massage by these young boys. They slowly started with my soft arms and shoulders and reached my back. I had terrible pain in my back. They applied more oil to my back and started pressing harder. One of the boys was massaging my neck and shoulders while the other was pressing hard my lower back. My husband was busy watching India cricket test cricket match. One of them was trying to reach my boobs touching it. " This is where the john's come. The cops can't drive in here, and they're to damned lazy to walk. I suspect they're probably afraid to walk in without a support team right behind them." John's?" I'm a hooker, Ellie, plain and simple. Man comes by, I offer to suck him, fuck him, or whatever else the man might have in mind. As long as he has the money to pay for my services, I'll do him and then we go our separate ways."Ellie took a step back, and then smiled. Getting laid was fun enough.. I'd magicked my own breasts to have acute responses to caresses, andTisha's fondling soon elicited an low moan, unbidden from the back of mythroat.Breaking the kiss, my hands started to stroke Tisha's sides, then glideddown past her hips, taking in those strong, smooth legs of hers. Thenthey came up to grab the hem of her T-shirt and tug it off over herhead. In return she pulled my top off me and untied me from my bra,which was flung onto the nearby clothes heap.With our upper bodies nude, we.