If this isn’t for you, there’s the door.”“I want to serve you and make you happy, Zarana.”“OK, Max. Take off your clothes.”Max does as h... is instructed. He stands completely naked in front of her; he feels vulnerable and nervous of what is about to happen.Zarana gets up and walks around him. She tells him to kneel; he quickly falls to the floor. She kicks him over so he is lying flat on the floor. She puts her foot on his chest and runs her heel across his stomach, scratching his skin as she. I unbuttoned her tight jeans and stuck my hands down the back of them and her little ass was firm and very small. I could only fantasize about how tight her pussy was going to be!I slowly rubbed her small ass and slowly slid my hand towards her little star and as she ground her pussy on my cock and I inserted my finger in to her ass as she rocked back and forth.Jenna's breathing was labored as my finger slid deeper up her little ass! Jenna stopped kissing me and slid back and pulled my pants. I can just about recall them all. The dicks of the men, no matter how small. I had no-pay men from my past on the side, as well. How those sessions would even last I wonder. It was those men that would give me the most amount of hell. Like they were under a spell, & from what I could tell. With my clients, a similar trend. No... it was not to amend. I was their go-to male for their sexual therapy. No overtime pay. Just an act of "take care of me". Exhausting it was. & still in search of my true. Instead, I lost myself in the darkness behind my eyelids. I gripped Stephanie’s hips with my hands and forced her to keep going, to maintain the impossible pace, and she met the challenge with girlish, whispery moans. I’m not sure how much time passed. I remember the feel of her weight on me, up-and-down, up-and-down, the force of impact sending vibrations through my entire body. The room seemed to spin, and I kept my eyes closed, afraid that if I opened them, I would swoon in a fit of.