He wouldn’t answer me, I tried to get mature him to turn around but he wouldn’t move, my driver answers me and I stare at the kid.He did some typing on Hairy the keyboard of his PC and after a minute he pulled two stainless steel collars out of his desk drawer and motioned for Tracey stockings and Emily to approach him.By that time we were stood on the platform waiting for the train; our skirts having blown up a few times but neither of us had pulled them down; we waited for gravity to work.As the train approached the breeze got stronger and 2 girls with skirts round their waists got on the train.Jim thought for a bit.The table itself was also quite different; It was longer, sturdier looking, and covered in black leather.She had black hair that fell down around MILF her face, her eyes brown.She moved in to kiss me, but I shook my head.She came twice before stopping me, breathlessly pleading with me to stop.I stood up feeling his tongue slip from my cunt and knelt on the floor within inches of his beautiful cock.She gagged and sputtered, purposefully closing her gullet so that masturbation I could break through their wet fleshy coils. She strokes down my crack and tucks a finger under the panties between my A hole and my tight little nuts. She grips my ass cheeks in her hands and kneels on the bed in front of me, eye level with my peter, pitching a tent in her purloined and recently soiled underwear. She slowly peels the satin away from my genitals.Slightly sweaty and breathing deeply, her hot lips close over my straining pecker and I am suddenly enveloped. I think mature I forget to breathe. My penis is disappearing into her mouth and coming back out, dragging across her lips. It stockings fits all the way in and then it’s out in the open again, swallowed in hot wet mouth heat and then emerging into cool air. She licks the head with her tongue and then gobbles it again like she’s hungry. The suction increases and she speeds up, groaning on my cock, vibrating it with her exhalations. I’m frozen but my legs are twitching, the tendons in masturbation my groin tighten and with a whimper I shoot a spurt into her hot heavenly mouth. A louder groan of lust and hunger erupts and she pulls my hips to her face and my cock towards the back of her throat, my tight balls MILF smashed against her chin as I spasm and she sucks the scant drops down.With a gasp Mrs.Rodgers falls back on the bed, gives me one glance of dismissal and rolls to face away. Once my Hairy shock is gone I cast about and reassemble my clothes, the ones I came over here in. I’m down the stairs and out the door without a thought of payment or a goodbye. I got my payment. I wonder what she’ll say, what next?