She took Dave back to one of the massage rooms and began to explain services and pricing. Dave wasn’t paying much attention until she said… “An... you can have me for anything you want for $75.” It was her shy, blushing demeanor when she said it that had him hooked. He said, “Ok, here you go,” while opening his wallet and pulling out the bills. Her eyes got big with the realization that she was going to get her brains fucked out real quick like. She said, “How about you shower and then get. They’d had a wonderful weekend together but she had turned him down flat for sex. Smirking a little to myself I recalled that she hadn’t turned -ME – down when I popped the question on our fourth outing together, shed practically seduced me in the parking lot on the way up to my condo that evening, Vicki was the literal lady in church and harlot in the bedroom I had soon discovered… God she was a nasty lady in bed. Vicki knew how to get inside my head at times and really turn me on like no. Its exactly as I envisioned, flat against my clit and gently rubbing back and forth, granting the sweet pleasure Ive been craving. The tip flicks beneath my clit to tease my wet hole, leaking more juice that I can ever remember making for anyone, let alone Peter. He then slides the entire length into me, pulling out just long enough to circle my lips, flicking my throbbing button before thrusting again and again into my tight depths. Im trembling with pleasure, my legs wrapped tight around his. ”“Well, getting death stared by you willing to rip my balls off doesn’t feel very fucking convenient,” I said it levelly but my temper was starting to rise. Why did everyone think this was so fucking easy for me?! I took another shot, slammed the shot glass down and decided I had plenty more to say. “Convenient would be staying alone! Convenient would be how I’ve lived for a long time! I’m sick and fucking tired of feeling like the bad guy because I treasure them, both of them. They’ve told me.