Then the thought crossed my mind — was I on a list of clients anywhere? I tried to remember. I was fairly sure that I never used my full name (and t...ey hadn't cared) and I always paid in cash, so there wouldn't be any credit card transactions. Were there security cameras, I wondered? I didn't remember any, and would it make any sense for a place like that to be taking videos of their customers?Sitting around there in the parking lot wasn't doing me any good, so I finally got myself together and. Finally, Julie showed her how to get her rhythm right to suck and wank him at the same time, explaining that if she got the timing just right she could make a man cum really easily. She didn’t tell Melissa was that while she was demonstrating the technique she brought Dom as close to cumming as she dared, without bringing him off, and he did his best to hide it, too. He had Julie kneeling to one side of him, wanking and sucking him, and Melissa at the other, studying every move she made, and he. Ashton, I think. Under stress from her circumstance, she couldn’t even understand why she dwelt on Mr. Copley’s hardness, which shockingly pressed against her abdomen. I should be DISGUSTED by it, she thought. Combined with the endorphin amplifying the exhilaration of her crying she was in a state of misunderstood arousal. “This is madness,” she told herself.Her long association with Eric Copley had bred a kind of familiarity that some would consider inappropriate. She had grown to worship her. I kept moving his hand and pushing him away. I love resisting a man's advances and making him try for it and overcome me. It is so arousing to me. I think I was getting very vocal."Another aside here: Madison moaned so loudly that I was afraid a guest in an adjacent room would call security. I whispered in her ear to quiet down, and was surprised at the beautiful agony she expended keeping her moans suppressed. Her passion was so obvious and earnest. Pure ecstasy in action. Nothing faked or put.