Nessa walks me into the back room which is empty except for a massage table and a table for candles and music player. She tells me it will be 90 for a...half hour. I give her a 100 bill and she says she will be back with change. When she left all i could think of was cameras or police coming through the door. She told me to get undressed while she stepped out but I could not think of doing that because if I was going to get caught it was not going to be with my pants down. About 3 minutes later. As she left I teased her for a second by holding her hand. ‘You are still coming tonight,’ I asked. ‘I wouldn’t miss it.’ she whispered back in my ear definitely flirting. As she left she traced a line along my bicep to my shoulder with her finger. I wondered quite what was going on here. Suddenly I realized: I didn’t know her name. She was from….Minnesota…or was it Missouri….I realized I didn’t know so much about her. A few hours later the sun was lower in the sky and I decided to close up. Wanda was busy going from one party to another, It all resulted in a string of lonely nights for Elaine. Sam's calls were nice and thoughtful. But they weren't any kind of substitute for a good, hot stiff cock. A few times Elaine played with herself while he talked to her, tweaking her stiffening clit as he told her how her was jacking off at the same time. Something like that sounded childish, but it was the only thing she had.And as for Wanda, Elaine didn't trust going to her friend's parties. He started to say something but I put my fingers to his lips and said, "Don't talk. Just Fuck!"He renewed his hard cock assault upon my sopping love canal and I again closed my eyes just enjoying the feeling of sexual excitement and the building of another orgasm... it was wonderful... as the intensity of my climax built I began bucking my hips harder and harder against the downward ramming of his cock. I felt myself again go over the edge as his cock and thumb brought me to a new height of.