As I walked out, feeling a hell of a lot richer, I thought back to how I had got into the business and my fated meeting with this customer. (Soldiers...ex-soldiers are big into fate. If its your day to die you can be behind a foot of armor plate and you’ll still buy it. If its not your day to die you can charge a machine-gun nest and never get a scratch) My new career had started when I’d first gotten back from Iraq. I'm ex-military as well, (I won't say which branch) but I'd also been a. He had properly grabbed me by the wig and stood in front of me, his hard cock pointing towards me, a few centimetres from my face. I opened my mouth in anticipation and he just smiled.“Good fucking sissy”, he said, “I’ll train you well.”With that he shoved his cock into my open mouth and starting fucking it, not aggressive but harder and faster than before.He was moaning and shout in pleasure as he continued to fuck my mouth. For some reason I didn’t mind it too much. I was a little excited to. I didn’t move but kept looking down and then around to see if we were exposed. She got behind me, warm hands and lifted my T-shirt. I just complied but I certainly don’t know why. I should have been freaked worried about getting caught by customers, anybody, yet there was something new, titillating about what she was doing and curiosity was driving me to remain calm. GAWD, it felt so good to have her hands on me.“Oh, quit worrying. It’s not unusual to see people run around naked on the islands.. Before lying down on my back my lubed fingers played with my erect nipples, circling, teasing and fondling my full breasts. With eyes closed I pictured the warm lube as the wetness from your mouth as you lovingly suckled them. I reveled in the images and feeling of your tongue dancing across them, taunting, nipping and alerting my clit to attention. I could feel my sex start to swell and moisture leak from its opening.Now on my back I reached for the dildo and inserted the bullet, switching it.