“Yes but you’re all tense and need to cum,” I sugested, “Just think of it as whipped cream.”
“Go on Pet, I’ve never had any one lick me there,” Julia replied. I entered gently and helped guide her down until I was completely sheathed. “Oh don’t be so churlish,” Julia sighed, “I’m going to and if you won’t don’t expect me to pay your bills.”
“Your choice,” I added. “Surely you’re not going to let him do it with you?” Petunia demanded
“Fifty pounds will pay our hotel bill for a bit,” Julia admitted
“Well I won’t!” Petunia insisted. “Uggh that’s gross,” Petunia protested. “The chair’s moving, we’ll break it!” I warned. “Oh don’t be so churlish,” Julia sighed, “I’m going to and if you won’t don’t expect me to pay your bills.”
“Your choice,” I added. I helped her sink down until my cock was deep inside her. “Get your knickers off Petunia,” Julia ordered, “Have a little wank and sit on his cock, it can’t be that awful can it?”
“Not so fast, not here, upstairs in the club,” I explained, “You can meet the clients, they are all quite nice, ex forces mainly, one or two have a few bits missing.”
“Are you for real?” Julia asked, “What is this a brothel?”
“Not exactly, it provides attractive female company to discerning gentlemen,” I explained
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