We are lucky that we are in a situation where I have never had to work, so money and not working has never been an issue. I enrolled and got certified... in the meantime, my husband had a portion of our basement that has large windows that overlook the golf course behind our house remodeled so I had a bathroom, changing room and place for 3 massage tables. I used to practice on him and my friends until the day came when i was certified. My husband called me to let me know that my first client. There was a conflict inside me. Fear and nervous anxiety, perhaps even anger filled me, but without direction or even a cause that I could understand.I felt more confused than I'd ever been in my life and for just a moment I think my humanity returned, full force, and I rose to my feet, taking two steps towards the door and determined to bang my fist against it, to demand explanations and answers...But that was fleeting and I dropped to my hands and knees, my resolve failing, and crept back to. “Oh fuck, baby, you’re so tight, damn, you got a super tight pussy!”“That’s because I was a virgin, you just plucked my cherry!”He looked at me, I could see the lust in his eyes, and he started to really ride me. The knowledge that he had burst open my virgin passage turned him into a virtual fucking machine, I was getting the fucking of a lifetime, hands grasping my ass cheeks, lifting my hips in time to the plunges of his cock, driving into me over and. He now wanted to fuck her badly, and he knelt down in between her legs. He grabbed onto each of her ankles, and yanked her legs wide apart. He then sunk his huge cock back into her wet pussy, and Jen immediately let out a loud cry. He fucked her hard right there on the ottoman, and I watched Jen's tits moved in unison with every thrust of his cock. Several minutes had now passed, and Jen was on the verge of cumming once again. She screamed out loudly, and held tightly onto each of her big tits.