“Sounds like fun.” She turned around so that her cute ass faced him. “You like?” She asked, looking into his eyes over her shoulder. George took the opportunity to put his hand on her bottom. He caressed it gently, and murmured, “Oh, yes.” His other hand slid up Lori’s side, and tentatively slid under her arm where the fingertips tickled the outside edge of her tit, through her bra. “The money’s over there,” he continued, nodding at a small pile of hundreds on the desk. Lori gave George a small peck on the cheek, and walked out Hardcore of his hands and into the money. Safely stashing the fee in her purse, she removed a couple of condoms from it before returning to George. Taking her cue from the fact that George hadn’t dressed to meet her, Lori said. “I’ll bet you’d like to get out of that housecoat first, and then we can take small our time getting me out of my clothes. Do you like my little ensemble?” She turned slowly, giving George a chance to drink in her beauty. The mid-thigh, flared, pleated skirt was black, which contrasted nicely with the white, sheer, low-cut satin blouse, through which her black skinny push-up bra was clearly visible. The nylons were tits very sheer, and just dark enough to be obvious. They were calculated to make any man want to slide his hands up under her skirt, whether he knew she was a prostitute or not. “Oh, yeah, baby. You’re so fucking sexy! So ass-fucking sexy!” he laughed as he took her back into his arms. So petite he wants to talk dirty, Lori noted. “You like fucking young ladies up the asshole, do you?” She whispered in his ear. She undid the housecoat and slipped it off his shoulders. His erection greeted her immediately. She’d seen bigger cocks in a professional capacity, which was important to consider when she thought about where it was going. At least it wasn’t some monster penis that would make her anus hurt for days. George kissed her on the lips, making it obvious that he wanted to slip her the tongue. Lori obliged, opening her mouth to let it in, even though she thought this part of the job was worse than many of the kinkier acts that she took money to perform. George now had one arm behind her back , pulling her close, while the hand on the end of his other arm fondled her breast firmly. Their tongues mingled, and Lori took his penis into her hand. It was straight and firm. She caressed it gently, slowly, careful not to cause an accident. George’s hand slid down Lori’s back, across her firm ass, where it lingered for a moment, then down to her pantyhose. Do you fantasize about me sucking your big cocks? Her persuasiveness is only outmatched by her persistence. The women in their fine dresses crinkling up their noses against the smell of the barn. She and I cliinked our glasses together and each took a sip. petite The other door on the left skinny is an office/den with a love seat and a desk. The door to the living room opened and the slight breeze of colder air brushed across my ass cheeks raising tits some goose bumps. “Master, this thing is itchy,” Momo said as she scratched at the bra under her top. Then Shindo’s tongue lashed out once again, digging its way into previously unexplored regions of my lustful fuck sleeve. I looked down at Ryan. Her tongue danced across my shaft, buffing my dirty dick. To let this stranger. "You can refuse." Now this may sound strange, but requiring the men to just unzip their pants to expose their hard cocks and floppy balls was to my mind a lot sexier and more forbidden than just blatant nudity. She put in two more strokes before rolling onto her back and kicking lazily for the wall. The skies were filled with dark threatening Hardcore clouds when I left around three in the afternoon. And small then agreed. “And you weren’t angry or jealous?”