This was unbelievable, being being fucked by a man I had just met for the first time forty-five minutes earlier but I was loving every second of it, ...inching my throbbing sphincters, arching my buttocks back against him, responding to his grunts and gasps of passion. I must be a voyeur as I loved the sexual sensation, being a surrogate wife for him, hearing and feeling his loin slapping against my buttocks in the heat of his passion. But good things couldn’t last forever. After about ten. She didn’t know what kind of underwear prostitutes favored, so she wasn’t wearing any. She had loaded her purse with a fresh supply of condoms, she figured that was a standard tool of the trade. Her stomach tensed at the metal-on-metal tumble of a deadbolt opening up. She took a step backward. It wasn’t too late to change her mind. She could still run back to her car if she didn’t like the guy. The door swung open with a slow creaking sound, and Janice finally got her first look at her star. I'll see what I can do from my end," the voice said."Don't forget the coke," Melissa said as she lowered the phone.Tiffany met with Hank Phelps the following evening. Hank was waitingwhen Tiffany arrived."Hank, it's good to see you again," Tiffany said as she extended herhand."It's nice to see you too. Tiffany, you're even prettier than Iremember," Hank said."Thank you," Tiffany said as she blushed with the compliment.Tiffany remembered Hank as being rather handsome, but she forgot justhow good. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. Her pussy was warm and I knew that she was wanting whatever I was going to give her. I slipped one of my fingers between the folds of her pussy, letting her hot pussy feel my finger against it. I moved it up and down the length of her pussy before stopped and lightly brushing my finger over her semi swollen clit. I began to slowly roll it underneath my fingers, as she started to moan loudly. I rubbed her clit like that for a few minutes, until her.