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The drive from one of London's top restaurants in Mayfair to the apartment in Cheshunt into which I had recently moved can take anywhere from an hour during the day to around fifteen minutes in the early hours of the morning.

John was relentless in his ramming of my cunt and I felt myself begin to climax and as it washed over me in wave after wave of pleasure he shot his spunk into me with several powerful spurts which I felt hit my cervix.

It all began when Steve, my husband of fifteen years came home and told me that he had been made redundant from his job with a big software company in Holborn.

Rushing around the house, we were making sure everything was locked and we had all the things we needed for the weekend.

As in any vocation, levels of competence differ between different sex workers.

For this, I do not need a name... I am whatever you want—whoever you want; stranger on the street, friend, co-worker, partner, celebrity. I am who you need me to be.

As agreed, we met at a small open-air coffeeshop in the more relaxed area of downtown Harrow. It was the sort of commercial neighborhood that was designed to make patrons look professional but hip. I'm sure that if I were looking I'd see a Starbucks or a Costa's somewhere nearby.

We were going to a fancy hotel. That's for sure, but how we exactly we were going to celebrate remains to be seen. After all, not everyday I turn 35 and Suze, my wife, 30.

Brad felt his heart pound as he stared at the photo.After seeing so many faces and bodies of so many women, it was an incredible feeling to actually find the 'perfect' one.

"John dipped the tip of his tongue into Paula's deep, long oval shaped navel. Pushing it right into the back of her navel, he wiggled his tongue for a second

A little bit of background may be helpful, since this may sound a bit unusual.

I have had a fantasy for as long as I can remember about being teased to the point of blue balls