The first time I had suggested it I was disgusted. E 'success in chat. One guy is not no show and I wrote: "Would you like to try to be paid to have sex with me?". I'm not a craft, I said indignantly. With all due respect towards the profession, with much less hypocrisy of those who prostitute themselves in work, bank, or even family. But I got to do that? I'm different, I will not be paid for doing what I enjoy doing. And then I do not know how. As is true of an hour with me? Then ... an hour? Enough? And when should I start? Since the counting? Since I bare him? And if he wants to be dressed? In short, it is clear that the field is not mine, so it's best if I give up. But ... But one day talking of fantasies with my pal Porco of games, we came across this topic. "Would you?" He asked. I do not know, I'd be afraid of being a maniac in the room, but ...! But maybe if you were in the bathroom, ready to intervene if something goes wrong ... I think you could do. "Then I will procure for me, the customer. I want you to pimp for once. I contract price, you'll just need to make him happy as happy to know me. "No longer mention, for weeks. The My friend knows that the worst thing to do with me, you insist. Bias point for the feet such as mules and I do not moves more. One night I came for dinner, told me he would pass soon and I would take it in a cute little place, but far away. At 18 he rang the bell, opened the door and found me ready. Little black dress, red stockings with ruffle that was visible just shoes, red heels twelve. "You're perfect!" - Perfect for what? - "For your first hustler." Sgranai eyes in disbelief. You did it for real?! Come on, does not apply. Not so. Without warning! "Come on, a few stories and get in the car, we do not have much time. Your customer We expect 19 to the hotel. "I'm speechless, I did not want to give him the satisfaction of knowing that what I was exciting and a lot. I stayed in the car pouting, he reached out a hand, stuck it under her skirt, feeling how wet I was. "I knew it! Who knows what you're already blending into the head, bitch! "He said, smiling smugly. Arrived at the hotel, We sat on the lobby lounge. He snapped a picture of my shoes, and sent an mms to my client, so I'd know just came in and would not remain trace of my face. We drank something, just before the scheduled time, stood up: "I go up to our room, I will try to stay hidden in bagno senza fare troppo rumore. Fai la brava, anzi no…fai la porca !”. Non sapevo cosa fare. Se andarmene e dichiarare la mia resa o restare ad affrontare quest’altra avventura nella quale mi ero cacciata. Presi il cellulare, cercando di far passare i minuti che mancavano, cancellando i vecchi messaggi. Giusto per non pensarci troppo. Dopo un po’ un paio di piedi si fermarono davanti ai miei. Scarpe nere, eleganti. Pantaloni grigi, giacca, camicia, cravatta e la faccia di un uomo sulla quarantina, che tenta di nascondere l’acquolina alla bocca che gli era venuta al solo guardarmi. Mi venne un brivido che mi fece venire la pelle d’oca in tutto il corpo. Era adrenalina pura! Decisi che potevo anche provare a saltare da quell’aereo, so my parachute was in the bathroom. I gave a tone, looked almost bored lived, of what makes these things every day. "How about going to your room?" I said turning her back to let me go. I looked at the magnetic card, number 327, third floor usually. In the elevator I looked at him, smiled at him. "First time with someone who does not know, right?". He replied that he does not do these things ever, but that his colleague, a guy who would not have suspected that I could run in some quarters, had spoken well of me. He had even bothered to cover it with his wife, sending him an email, referring to a meeting that was going on until late at night. Arriving at porta della camera, strisciai la tessera lentamente, guardandolo come avrebbe fatto il bigliettaio del Paese dei Balocchi. “Ecco adesso chissà cosa penserai, ma io non so come…” Non gli lasciai terminare la frase, mi leccai un dito e glielo misi sulle labbra per farlo tacere e fargli sentire il mio sapore. Gli slacciai i pantaloni, lo feci sedere sul letto, mi voltai e gli chiesi di tirarmi giù la lampo del tubino. Lo tolsi e restai in biancheria, nera. Feci una lenta piroetta per fargli vedere tutta me e poi mi inginocchia davanti a lui. Alle mie spalle sulla destra, l’anta dell’armadio a specchio gli dava la visuale del mio sedere. Infilai due dita tra la sua pelle e l’elastico dei boxer. With the other hand I did slip out and tasted it, anointing it with saliva. While my language was concerned for his pleasure, I heard the bathroom door before me, beside the bed, SBAC. He was my friend, could not sit well behind the door, had to take a peek. Threatened to blow it, he could see it reflected the type! I got up to cover his view, making him think of wanting to loose tie to make him more comfortable. He will aprofittò to take the breast in his hands, pull down her bra and suck her nipples. Gasped with pleasure, as if it did make me lose my head and ran to my friend a dirty look for ordering him to disappear behind the door. Just in time, because my client got up and said: "You drive me crazy. Turn around, I want to see in the mirror as you do. "I turned around, his hands I rummaged everywhere, hungry. I tried not to leak the fun in my face. He might misunderstand and take it to heart. Seeing him so excited it made me smile, but not of derision, but of complacency. From his pocket he pulled out a condom and did not leave me time to attend to him quell'incombenza. He was too excited. He put a hand in the center of the back, to make me lean forward. I laid hands on the sides of the open, leaving the view of my breasts and reflected ready to welcome me. I moved the thong and put it to me. He stood so still, trying not to let go too soon. Feeling that my meat was not too much friction, closed legs, to tighten. I bent my knees and started rubbing slowly. I screamed. "Stop, stop, or you come right away." I relaxed, I raised my head and I was watching the reflection. He stood with his eyes closed, I was thinking the worst moments of his life, to drain the blood. After a while, 'decided it was the right time to start. "What a great ass, its worth the money they spend." I was actually talking to my butt and it with him and only him amused. The idea of \u200b\u200ba man which she liked so much my b-side, to pay for it, gave pleasure to my ego to levels undreamed of excitement. In the bathroom there were those who were listening to my moans, and then turn up the volume to hear me through the door. I knew that a hand was simulating what was happening behind me. In practice I was happy making the two guys. I decided to give my client the luxury of going to beauty, abusing my back door. Without touching it, I took off my , divaricai legs, rested his hands on the groove and I offered it to him without saying a word. He welcomed the offer, "God, this is the best." Penetrated my skin and soon came. Non fu poi tanto male, anzi. Il mio cliente era stato così gentile da farmi persino godere sul serio. Non l’avevo preventivato. Alla fine, l’oretta trascorse velocemennte e vedendo che stava fissando l’orologio con aria preoccupata, pensai che dovesse correre a cena dalla mogliettina. Anticipando ogni sua eventuale richiesta, gli dissi che volevo farmi una doccia con calma. Lui ovviamente mi rispose che doveva proprio andare. Lo salutai come all’inizio del nostro incontro, appoggiando un dito bagnato di me sulla sua bocca, ma stavolta non lo leccai con la lingua. Prima di uscire mi disse che aveva dato i soldi al suo collega e che lui me li avrebbe dati appena lo avrei rivisto. Aprii la porta del bagno, incrociai lo sguardo soddisfatto del my protector and said smilingly: "Now pay me!"
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