.____________________________________________________________________________________________________Before she fully came to any conclusions as to wh...t was coming, her mouth was being fucked. It was slow at first, but it didn't take long before the rhythm was faster than Stephanie could work on her own before. With a distinct sloshing sound coming from her mouth, Steph flailed her hands about - not frantically, but undecidedly - not knowing where they belong. Instead of Steph's shimmering hair. Finally, it was time to close the parlor, I began doing my last rounds of clean up as Lily was walking out with her last client of the day, an older man, probably in his late 50’s with short, balding, dark hair and a dad bod. I had one knee on a massage chair wiping it down, my arse sticking out covered by the thin material of my black leggings, I looked up into the wall mirror just as they strolled past, in time to see the man clearly eyeing it up, he smiled as our eyes met in the reflection. I had just worked an afternoon shift and got home about midnight. I walked straight to thebathroom, to my surprise both girls were in the tub which was surrounded by candles. ‘Oh sorry I didn’t mean to interrupt a romantic evening”“That’s ok Mike, we were just going to go to bed, but first we want to shave and get all smooth”“ I assume your shaving more than your legs and under arms”“Oh for sure Mike, there’s nothing worse than going down on a lover and getting a bunch of hair in your mouth, it. I had a huge crying fit. I never cry. It just allgot too much. My tits are growing, my bum has got bigger, my pelvisaches, my balls are shrinking and my nipples are so sensitive, I have hadto start wearing a silk vest. What is worse, is that it is one ofJenny's.Jenny just held me until I stopped crying. I have not made love to herfor four days, I feel self conscious. We cuddle a lot, which is nice, andI love it when she plays with my nipples, but it all feels wrong.I am finding the research for.