Marissa always expected to be treated professionally; indeed, if a man was abusive or a bad client, word got back to Laurie quickly and he never patro...ised any of her girls again.However, none of her clients were ever kind to her. Sure they could be nice, but none of them would ever have given her money to go shopping like Alan did. But it wasn't just that. None of them would have taken her dancing. Mostly her clients wanted her to fuck and suck and then leave. She couldn't remember the last. I thought that might b because she is enjoying it. Then i moved further and started feeling her stomach and her back. After some time she become much much close by putting her leg over me and her breathings were directly coming into my nose. I felt aroused and immediately i moved my hand into her ass crack from out side (god knows from where i got this much courage) due to this act of mine, she moved bit back and then i heard her bangle’s sound and then immediately a jerk pulled my head down, i. I look up at him, a mistake on my part. His lips find mine and instinctively I press my body tighter into his, returning the kiss as my anger subsides. "Please.." I whisper quietly. My arms twine around his neck, clinging to him helplessly. I know that if I become too bold he will stop, but at this point, I am beyond caring. I part my lips invitingly to his, even as he begins to thrust it into my mouth. I suck gently on it, swirling my tongue around his. He rolls us over, placing his lean body. Even with all the teasing and flirting, he was being absolutely genuine towards me - even being interested in hearing about my life and my job, which nobody ever really cared to hear about and was just used as an excuse to get in my pants. It almost seemed like that was the furthest thing from his mind, except when he'd say something totally unexpected and a bit naughty or off-hand. This honestly embarassed me, causing me to blush more than I usually do, and was so exciting and new, I was.