All I could say was “Mmm”.My girlfriend was panting so hard as she got down by the stairs. She asked me to wait and signed the register. She was t...king a deep breath and told me to keep my eyes closed and she disconnected the call.It would have taken around 2 minutes for her to cross the 100-meter gap between me and her. It felt like it was 20 minutes. As she was nearing me, I could hear the sound of her bangles and earrings.As she came closer, I got this strong smell; it was filling my. Oh it is she responded enthusiastically. I had it custom made for me. I should mention it has a detachable train. What do you mean detachable.Well for the formal part of the ceremony a cathedral length train of satin with gorgeous bows and ribbon edging attaches to the back of the dress. The point on your waist where it attaches is hidden by a big satin bow. Later when you want to dance you take off the train and you have a standard ball-gown. The gown sounds wonderful, just what I'm. S see what work you have to do then.'I sat down and shakily opened my bag to revel many uncompleted sheets. I looked up at him nervously, waiting for his reaction. His blue eyes stared straight back. We were locked in this gaze for a few awkward seconds until he said ' I am very disappointed Jasmine. I wrote up these sheets for your benefit, not mine.' I looked down, ashamed. I could feel myself going bright red with embarrassment. 'I am really sorry, sir.'He sighed and put his hand on my. When she returned to the car, she asked "Where's our first stop today?"Her mother checked the note pinned to the sun visor. "Number 23. Mrs. Lewis." Oh good. Mrs. Lewis is easy. I just have to lie there, and she does stuff to me. Last time, I didn't even have to eat her pussy, she came while she was eating mine." Well, don't get lazy. Mrs. Lewis is one of our best customers. Make sure she gets what she wants."There were a few more regular deliveries before they got to Number 23. At one, Carly.