My reward did not take too long. I heard a moan as I felt his cock start to throb. He pulled out, leaned over and said Do You Swoo? I had no idea what...he was talking about. After a few more tries he said; can I cum in your mouth. I said I would be really disappointed if you did not. That is the whole point of sucking your cock is for the load of cum. He put it back in my mouth and pushed it all the way down my throat again and again until my nose was against his belly. I felt his cock start to. I took hold of his cock with my hand and I lowered my self just enough and rubbed his cock head between my lips, getting it all wet. I really liked the way this felt as his head rubbed over my clit. As i did this several times I pushed the head just into my vagina and all of a sudden Mr. Hemmer thrust himself upwards, his huge cock going halfway into my pussy, then he withdrew and then thrust upwards again. My pussy seemed to want his cock inside me and took over my mind. With the third. In a faltering voice Angie said out loud the words that she had said in her head so many times, ‘I want to book Clara for an evening on the 25 May.’ There was silence at the other end of the phone save for the turning of pages, and Angie could feel her heart beating fast. ‘Yes, she is free,’ came the reply eventually. ‘Do you know the fee? It’s £1500 per evening paid up front. Anything extra is a negotiation between you and the girl on the night. Are there any particular requests?’ Angie didn’t. She hadn’t really believed it was possible, Moore realized. Part of her had been waiting for the whole team to be caught, stopped, questioned, something, despite William’s continual cockiness, the Girl Scout in her had been expecting some kind of punishment. Thanks to the Holy Roman Church, guilt came naturally to Denise. Between parish school, mandatory confession, and her family’s deeply held and highly visible Catholic traditions, she’d been steeped in faith and provided with a rigidly.