So did not class herself as escort.So I heard someone coming downstairs and she got up and let them out making sure they could not see me/or I them as...she closed door to front room as she got up to let them out.She said go right to top of stairs, I did and there she was lady as described on phone (probly in 40s) I will call her Jane as I don’t use ladies real names, she said hello and gave me a hug and kiss on cheek then said prices were £20 for oily handjob, £25 blowjob, £30 sex or £40 for. .I don't want to say the next morning, because I'd be stretching the truth a bit there - haha!!! It was just after noon, and I was in my bed, totally naked. When I pulled the sheets and blankets away, the sheets seemed to be soiled, like something wet had dried on them, causing that hard, tacky feel to them. I was just happy I made it to my bed without causing a ruckus in the house...and I guess I had a wet dream - although I don't remember what it was... I quickly showered and dressed, because. He can feel my breath on his cock and he shutters a little, I smile. I take the head into my mouth, my tongue teasing it in my mouth and my hand pumping up and down his shaft. He slams his hands down on the seats and looks up. I pull up my shirt to expose my breasts in a light blue seer bra.I take my mouth off his member. He looks at me in shock as I pull my shirt off and and unhook my bra. I see his eye move from my flat pale tummy up to my nice breasts, he stops and stares at my pink erect. The child bent down and sniffed the possible spoor; perfume. Not strong, but definitely there. He could half tell, half guess the direction the print was pointing, and in that direction he walked, pausing from time to time in order to test the air.A shift in the direction of the breeze brought the faint but unmistakable fragrance of citrus to the boy’s seeking nostrils. He hadn’t been able to smell the clothes on the breeze until he was very close; Paula must be nearby.And indeed she was. The.