She said the hair and nails were only to be changed or trimmed by the salon Mr. Lewis had set up for me back home. She had already faxed that salon a ...inished picture of me with the hair shade and nail colors.I asked her how long my nails were to get, but Mr. Lewis had never discussed that with her. He was very specific about today's work though. Mr. Lewis wasn't due back for a few minutes so she asked me about what we were doing. I briefly explained the contract and told her about the money. His hand immediately went under my shorts and to my anus. He slowly worked his finger into my hole. Without lubrication it was a bit rough. Coach H slid entirely under the bed covers and pulled my shorts down. I felt his touch start to explore my hole. After a while his tongue went away and his finger came back. It slid into my hole with ease. After fingering me I felt Coach H slide his body up and over mine until his cock rested on my ass. It was a hard cock. Coach H thrust his. He was no perfumed fop, he smelled of sweat and horse and she found she could not get enough of it. The last hook was undone and the gown fell to the ground. She could feel his eyes on her as she stood in only her bodice and drawers. Deep within her, the flower that had been budding since she first caught sight of this man came to full bloom. Her skin had been so soft beneath his touch. The soft curves of her body had been heaven to see unfettered by the unyielding corset. He pulled the jeweled. Your words fill me.You call me dirty, tell me I like it filthy. You ask me if I like your cock fucking me, not waiting for an answer as you thrust in and out of my body. I'm very vocal about my pleasure and you have no doubt I'm enjoying myself. Words are powerful and you feel so good in and against me. My pussy quivers, and I can tell by your eyes you felt it. I am your dirty girl and your filthy words get me hot then your body takes me "there". The place my mind and body needs to be to.