You smile coyly and say ‘only if you promise to behave like a gentleman’…I laugh and reply ‘I promise I won’t do anything that you wouldn’... want me to do!’… We get to the room and, as I open the door, you couldn’t belive the sight in front of you. There are 24 long-stemmed roses on a crystal vase next to the bed, and the whole room is strewn with multicolored flower petals. The air is heavy with the sweet scent of the flowers. A bottle of 1994 ‘Dom Perignon’ champagne is chilling on an ice. He said “Oh, you are her favorite massage client.” I responded without, I hope, too much enthusiasm, that she gave a great massage and that I was hoping to make an appointment.At that point, hubby handed the phone over to Emily… Realizing that hubby was listening in made the ensuing conversation a bit interesting, but it went roughly like this… I told Emily I really enjoyed our previous sessions but that I was wondering if we could get a bit raunchier for the next one… She gave a sort of giggle. “You’re so tight. Fuck, I don’t know how long I can last,” he breathed into her ear, trying to hold back. “Do it, babe. Cum inside me. I wanna feel you, I wanna feel all of you,” she responded, squeezing him even tighter as she felt his breathing began to labor. “I can tell you’re so close. Just let it go, let it shoot deep inside me. I need it,” she coaxed him on, moving her hips with his as she kept squeezing his hard cock. “Oh fuck!” he grunted, thrusting hard as he emptied deep inside her. Her tongue was even better than my vibrator. It was amazing how tenderly she touched my breasts and licked my nipples. She told me how lovely they were, and she wished she had voluptuous breasts like mine. Yes, hers were much smaller than mine but no less sensitive. Her clit made up for underdeveloped tits. It was like a small penis and she cooed and moaned at the attention I gave it. I was unprepared by her orgasmic burst that startled me. It drenched my forehead running down my cheeks like a.