So with all the stuff I know about her I go on the hunt. With this thought in my mind I go to work thinking hard about the guy. I go to clock in and t...en I see the perfect guy. He is a coworker of mine and we call him Tiny. Tiny is an ironic name we gave him because he is 6 feet 4 inches tall and weighs 270 pounds. He is just a huge guy with a big, strong chin, broad shoulders, as big torso and long legs. He is the perfect guy because Allison loves big men. So throughout my shift I was trying. It is okay if you want to call me...a...whore...She said quietly. “Good…“At least as long as it´s part of my...training, Paul..“Good…His eyes were still on the phone. Her´s was upstairs, charging on the bed stand. She looked over her shoulder, at the window. A light rain was falling outside. “Turn around, Anja...” he finally said, tapping on the phone a few times more, while she spun around. Then she placed her elbows on the counter. Her heart had begun to beat faster now. She heard the sound. "I couldn't remember a thing about having an appointment of any sort, andwas couldn't quite grasp the idea that it was now Monday, and somehowfour nights had passed of which I had no memory."Would you care for water, Miss Chen," Li said, handing a bottle backover the seat. "Yes, thank you," and I twisted the cap, noticing mylong, red nails. I sipped from the bottle, and looked at my reflectionin the car window. My lips were bright red, but none of my lipstick cameoff on the bottle. . The shaking gave me a great idea, and I quickly dried my hands. I grasped Kim by the hips and pushed her toward the corner of the washer. With her crotch pressed firmly against the shaking washer, I pressed my stiffened cock against those thinly covered cheeks. The vibrations seemed to be doing wonders for both of us, as she softly moaned, while I pressed deeper against her warm crevice.I pressed Kim face-down on the washer as she was getting close to her first climax of the day. Her moans.