My cock was so far down her throat that she had no choice but to let me fill her up from the inside.When I was done feeding her, she dislodged the fle...hy mass of cock from her throat, spillin globs of cum onto her sizable tits. She panted for air and stared up at my smug face for a moment, but I was already hard again. Vaulting her cum covered abdomen down onto her sheets, I positioned the slutty jewess with her face down, and ass up: the perfect stance of slutty submission. Kneading her fine. I’ve been an escort for ten years. If I haven’t done it by now, it probably isn’t for lack of being asked. I’ve done things that would turn my own hair gray, if it wasn’t for Julie down at the beauty shop.” “Hell, why not. What’s the worst that can happen? I’m going to do it.” With that dramatic proclamation, she clicked on the little link so thoughtfully provided by Sven and signed up. The challenge wasn’t due to start for another two days, so Cyn decided to go take a nice, relaxing bubble. I was in no hurry to leave. "Ricky turned you on, did he?"She thought about that. "No. It was just the idea that I was seeing two other people doing what we were also doing. I wondered if she felt the things I was feeling at the time. If she had as good a time as I was having." I see." And if he felt what you were feeling." No. He was feeling Penny. I was feeling Cheryl." There's a difference?" Honey, if there wasn't a difference, there wouldn't be swingers."She thought about that, too. "That. I started to get up, but she asked me to stay seated while she went to get the coffee.I opened my email and casually looked through the preview boxes, but I could not get my mind off of April. A few minutes later and she reappeared in my office door, a cup of coffee in hand. She approached my desk and set the coffee on the corner. I took a deep breath and exhaled.“Is there anything else I can get you Mr. Jones?” she asked.“Yes,” I replied. I instructed her to close the door so we could chat.She.