Whore Diaries Ii: Adventures in Independent Escorting

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  I put my suitcase on the couch and rummage through, pull out condoms and dildos and clothespins and rubber bands and make my own decorative arrangement on the bed.  When I go back around the corner, he's still kneeling by the door.  I sit in the little armchair and take my clothes off while he mumbles.
  "Oh goddess, you're so beautiful, oh goddess, your breasts, oh goddess, your ass, oh goddess, oh goddess..."   I sit in the chair, naked for the first time - usually he comes to me and I alre
...ady have something cute on, so I just keep it on.  I arch my back a little with my fingers on the arms and point my toes against the floor.  Suddenly my mind is blank and I can't think of a thing to do with the cheeky graying man down on his knees professing my Goddesshood.  I'm the Goddess, I can have anything.  What do I want?  There's a wetness building between my legs and suddenly I think it would be nice to be eaten out by a submissive brat I kind of love to hate.
  "Come," I beckon and he crawls.  "Lick," I pull his head between my legs.
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