.. kissing... I was starting to moan and as I did he took that as a signal to hump me even harder... our nylon, sweaty thighs slapping together... thi... was pure bliss... and then in one swift motion he stopped and made me get on all fours... my ass high... he pulled my hose down over my ample cheeks and then he pulled his pantyhose down, unleashing his massive cock... he entered my pussy from behind... we started fucking... his hard cock filled my wet cunt... his muscled thighs slapped against. Finally, he slid around the side street into the alleyway out back to park. His black Porsche would be safe here under the security cameras in Sasha’s carpark. That was another reason he enjoyed coming to her establishment. He just wished he could remember that girl’s name. Was it Sylvia, Lauren, or maybe even Louise? He paid the $200 at the door to Sasha. “Louise is the third door on the right,” she said. He walked upstairs, lay on the bed and pulled his trousers down. His underpants still. "Come on then, Ms Madden. What naughty things have you got up to?" Ugh. Please don't call me that," I said."Okay," he replied. "What naughty things have you got up to, Eliza?"I paused, then stood up, crossing my office to close the door. "Okay, there is one thing." I turned back to face him and smiled. "But you have to promise not to tell anyone." I love these kind of stories," he laughed. "Okay, I promise."I sat on the edge of the desk, leaning forwards towards him. I was aware that the top. The vixen was ignoring my rampant Willie! After hours… well it felt like it… she broke off the kiss, we drained the bottle dry (she should have brought two, little moron.) and then she whispered in my left ear, “It’s you turn lover, on the chair.”Sarah reapplied the lipstick, pulled my hips forward and spread my legs wide. She was amusing herself with playing with the button and controlling the stream of water with a wicked smile on her angelic face. The pulsing jet sent her giggling. I was.