”With a permanent smile of his face, he zipped up and crawled up into the driver’s seat and drove back onto the freeway. Larry got on his knees...in front of Cindy, pulled her suede leather boots off of her, and then slid the panties and jeans that were around her ankles, off over her feet.He helped her put her very high heeled, red suede boots back on, and then loosely retied her red silk blouse.He crawled up between her spread thighs, threw her legs up over his shoulders, one thigh on each. It wasn't long before I felt his finger start to work it's way into my tight hole. At first I tensed up, but after some gentle prodding he was able to get it inside me. Once his finger was inside me he began to work my hole, stretching me open. Soon I was able to adjust to this new feeling, and I started to enjoy all the attention my ass was getting. Once John felt I was ready he added a second finger stretching me wider, getting me ready to accept his large cock.By now I was loudly moaning, I. At a time when most women tried to deemphasize their femininity, Meagan had dressed to emphasize hers as long as she could remember. First in middle school and continuing through high school, college and law school, Meagan had worn skirts or dresses as opposed to jeans which most of her peers wore. She wore thongs, even to the office, and preferred wearing thigh high stockings, as opposed to pantyhose.At a time when most women had eschewed them, she loved wearing high heels, as it emphasized. This night was like all the rest. She lay there putting on fake moans and orgasms. This night she had, had a skinny ugly guy, a fat sweaty guy, a rude bastard, and a guy who was so scared his wife would find out he could hardly perform. Nothing new, though her clients would change from night to night she never expected what would happen next... It was about five in the morning as her boss came into the room saying she had one more client. She argued calming she had already had five, the limit,.