’ Becky moaned to him. He grunted hard, thrusting in and out as deeply as he could. He could feel his cock pushing right up into her, the sides of h...r pussy clinging to him like a tight glove. Darren moved to suck on her other breast, taking it into his mouth. Becky’s moans were becoming shriller and louder. She clung to him, gasping out his name loudly. ‘Darren, oh God Darren, I’m going to cum again.’ Darren had already guessed she was close. He increased the speed and power of his thrusts,. So coming back to the story, she comforted me and asked to freshen up and then sit on the sofa and asked me for drinks and I told her anything would do. She brought some wine and played romantic music and sat beside me she asked me about myself. We were talking about our lives and how she struggled after the death of her husband and she was alone all the time and how she starved for sex for the last 7 years.We looked into the eyes of both us and planted a nice romantic kiss on his. The clients for evening dates write more messages for date preparation and all sent dick pics, so I just took the nicest with the biggest dick like a good whore. I took the Tram, but also took my bike with me for the way back. At the final station I parked it and met him. We went to his car—a Trabant. I just fucking love him for this car! (Sorry, but only east German readers will know how amazing this car is, haha!)My evening client wanted me as boy, so no girl clothes, and he was so very shy. I just thought you’d enjoy the ... variety.”“Oh, honey, I wish you’d let go of this. It doesn’t matter whether Glenn goes shopping with me or not. All that matter is that you like what we buy.”“Well then there we go.”“No, that is the end of it.”“Yes, okay, I wear clothes when we go out shopping.”“No ... haven’t you noticed? I got rid of all my old clothes. Now everything I own is ... fun.”“No, not really. I think it’s fun!”“So what? If no one else we knew worked in engineering, would you quit.