Michael groaned when I touched his six-inch erection, and increased his volume when I slowly inserted his hard dick into my mouth. He tried to pull of... my shirt, but I stopped him and said, "I stay on one condition." Michael raised his eyebrows. "I'm in control the whole time." I pushed him onto the bed and resumed sucking on his beautiful cock. I moaned to show him he wasn't the only one being pleasured. As I sucked, I used my hands to play with his balls, which tightened; I knew he was. ." She purred. Her hands worked thier way round and onto my ass, sqeezing both cheeks. I looked down into her eyes. She looked back smiling. .. "Do you like me sqeezing your bum? " "Y'...yes' I stammered."How about if I did this. ..?" She slid her hands back around to the front and onto my groin. Gently rubbing the bulge in my jeans. I quivered with excitement... Mrs North, from a few doors away... she used to babysit me a decade ago... now she's stroking my cock through my jeans. What on earth. If I did this, I knew in my heart that I'd be a whore. There was no way I was dolled up like this for a dinner or a meeting. Mr. Smith meant to fuck me, which okay he'd done once already, no big deal... but on a weekend, and dressed like an expensive slut, and for a lot of money... like a LOT of money.I glanced at a pile of bills on my little end-table. In my mind, I could see four of those envelopes fade away and disappear from tonight's "compensation" alone. There was nothing for it, this was. It's not my favorite occupation, but I knew it had to be done. Tess came out at lunch time and brought me a slab of meat between two pieces of johnny cake. She brought a large cup of milk to wash it down and sat down to talk with me for a few minutes while I ate."Do you have any idea what it's gonna be like out there in Oregon, Jase?" I expect you've heard all the same stories I have, Sis. Some of the land is hilly like it is around here. Some is level. There are some mountains from what I.