I've seen your resumes, of course.' He looked at Toni. "Toni Francisco, right?'"Right, ' Toni said."You did the uniforms for the Extreme Sports champi...nships, right?'"Yes. And I'm doing a line for Droger Supermarkets, too.' She smiled at Phil. "Just so you don't think everything I do is skin-tight.'Melanie spoke up. "I'm Melanie von Dwingelo. I run a store here on the Mall. I was the one asked Toni to start developing these things for me; I needed something with quality: up-market, sexy. " I asked her,"Just kept up what?" She said, "let's go back to bed and talk. There's alot I have to tell you." I started getting really nervous.She proceeded to tell me a story that completely shocked me. She told mehow our daughter Sharon had also noticed how bad our fights were gettingand how she knew it was because of my stress level as well as mycontrolling personality. Sharon was a sophomore in college and had beentaking a psychology class where they had studied behavior modificationand. "There we go," She smiled down at me, "where was we?"She turned around again, and backed her glorious bum up into my face."Take a good long sniff." She grinned, lighting up another cigarette.I carried on happily smelling her delightful sweet musky scent, loving every minute of it."You are such a dirty slut!" She mocked."Ahh yeah I am...!" I groaned as I inhaled."Can't believe you're actually paying for this!" She giggled.I was only getting more turned on by her remarks."Paying a working girl to. I’m more than ready for you. Please, Master, don’t make me wait anymore.”I could hear the pleading tone on her voice and the head of my cock was thoroughly coated in her juices as I pushed it between her lips. She winced when I felt that thin membrane tear, allowing me deeper access to her body. I stopped with just the head inside of her, trying to allow her a moment to adjust when her ankles locked behind my back and pulled me deeper.“I need you all the way inside of me, Master,” she moaned..