She told me she was a mix of Haitian and Mexican.“My mom is from Mexico and my dad is Haitian,” Nicole explained as we sat and chatted in the livi...g room. She wanted to know how I knew Lacy and Cara. I explained that I had met them at their work place.“Ahhh,” Nicole replied, acknowledging my disclosure that I knew they were strippers. I asked Nicole if she worked at the same club.“Sometimes,” she replied, “When I need the money.”“Not now?” I inquired.“No,” Nicole said. “Right now, I'm taking a. I kept pulling away. I was kissing her everywhere except where she wanted to be kissed. “Eat me, please!” I could wait no longer. I started to kiss her pussy. First, I kissed her outer lips, and then I kissed closer and closer to her clitoris. I put a finger in her pussy. She was so wet and she tasted so good. I couldn’t get enough of her. I felt her orgasm building. She pushed my head tightly against her clit. I just kept licking, faster and faster. “That feels so good! I Her legs and hands. But here, we ARE the dirty little secrets. There’s nothing to be ashamed of here. Walking over to James, a huge smile started to form, he loved it when she’d notice him on her own and make a beeline for him. It made him feel special. Although, at one point, they had to have a heart-to-heart about the fact that she was working and he couldn’t monopolize the time. It added another facet to her knowledge about why he had trouble with regular relationships-the guy was clingy. Clingy but kind, a. However, here you were driving to some secluded motel for a late night rendezvous.You can still remember the phone call, “Hello sexy! Pack a bag, bring you toys and meet me in room 114 at the local motel Friday.”The hotel was a short drive from her house and she was as nervous as a teenager was on her first real date, you know the kind where you end up going all the way. Her skin was trembling with excitement and anticipation and she had changed her panties two times already. Then.