I placed my hand on my crotch and squeezed my cock. There was no way she could ignore my self-stimulation.“Can I have something to drink?” she ask...d.I sauntered into the kitchen and fetched a glass of water for her. I watched as she gulped the water down and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, before proffering a, “Thanks.”She wasn’t budging and I got the sense she didn’t want to leave. She folded up the magazine listing and stuffed it into the leather pocket of the tablet case. She sat. As he slid from me I quickly rolled onto all fours, begging Mike to drive his cock back inside me. Mike didn't need to be told as he spread my arse and slid himself fully back inside me, quickly working up a fair pace, slamming his hips against my arse, feeling his cock driving deep inside me. I was now letting out loud moans of delight, telling Mike to fuck my arse hard. Mike eagerly replied telling me he loved how tight my arse was and that he was going to pound it. I agreed, pushing my arse. ”“I know,” I told her with a smile.“Could I- you know?” she asked nodding down at my lap.“Of course darling. I would love that.”“Love,” she whispered with a hint of a shy smile.”“We can talk about that later.”“Of course, now lay back sweet heart.”She called me sweet heart, and she wanted to taste me, to lick my pussy like I had done to her. The girl could not stop amazing me I thought as I did as she told me, and leaned back with a smile on my face.“Oooh!” I gasped as she licked me. For her first customers, she got spanked ten times. Aisha didn’t expect it.After they were done, Aisha bought them the bill. They all tipped her generously, especially the guy who praised her boobs, and we all know why. Yes, he got to honk those breasts.Aisha had received a tip of two thousand from her first serving, which was good. But at what cost. Her body was treated like a toy. That night Aisha served three more customers. They all treated her the same as the first ones.After a shift was.