I couldn’t resist slipping my fingers into her. She pressed her pelvis down on to my fingers and ground against them.Leaning forward she kissed me, ...ong and hard. She then roughly bit my lips. Leaning back she ripped open my shirt and grabbed at my belt buckle, quickly undoing my jeans, standing, she pulled them off me and threw them aside. She pushed an ottoman against the couch and knelt on it, in front of me, taking my cock in her hand. She looked through her wavy tresses and said to me,. I was surprised. And we started talking about sex. She said me that she wanted to have phone sex with me. Because she loved her husband very much and did not wish to hurt him by doing any physical relationship with anyone else. I also reciprocated her feelings. I asked her to come out in the open and away from her husband so that she can talk freely.In no time she was responding to all my queries. I asked her what she likes in sex and she replied that she liked getting fucked in the ass. huh, I. Grip the far side of the desk. Spread your feet about a yard apart.” I stood back swishing the crop through the air. I could see her body trembling slightly. I let the crop lie quietly on her left cheek. She flinched. Then ...I brought the crop down hard on her cheek. She yelped, as much in surprise as pain I think. A red mark quickly formed where I had landed the first blow. I stroked her right cheek with the crop. She tensed. The second blow landed opposite the first. This time she took it in. “I wasn’t saying I would turn tricks,” Tiffany scoffed. “I just wanted to know how much it paid!”. She was holding her ass cheeks apart as she walked downstairs. I made them both squat over their butt plugs and sit on them to seat them in their asses before we left the bathroom. “Just blowjobs and hand stuff, maybe!” Tiffany smirked.My mom explained that most whores were lazy, selfish women. She said they learn at an early age to get what they want but offering their bodies. “Two tits are like.