She was the girl that blended in with the crowd.. Nice body, nice face, nice hair. No one knew who she was or what she did. She was a soccer mom. had a office job. Was married to a attorney. But the fantasies she told her therapist were quite different. She told him that she went to sleep she ws in another world. Another place. She wasn't married, she had no children. She was ahired whore.She had the same body, the same face and the same hair. She had no job unless she got a phone call. Then she would bathe, shave, and dress all pretty. Not leaving until she received her $1000 deposir in her account. She had learned that acceoting only prepaid clients was the best idea. In the last dream she wwas a present to a young boy. a 16 yr old kid of a senator. He wanted his son to learn quickly by a woman. She met him a a resort . a 90 minuite drive. She always made sure they were always a hour drive. She met him at the indoor swimming pool. Befriended him. mentioned all the right cue words and soon They headed to her hotel room. She let him undress her. Wuth she guideing his hands. And soon she gave him his first blow job. Showing how it felt to have a woman suck his cock like it should be sucked. And she always swallowed. Soon she guided his cock to her pussy and soon he was fucking her from behind. Before the night was over he was askilled lover. In the morningshe fucked him agin riding his cock like it would probably be never ridden again. She placed his hands on her titties and had him fucked her like he could fuclk no one else. She then got mean and shoved his face in her pussy. Teaching him how to give a woman pleasure whether he liked it or not. Then she sucked his cock again. By the time they were done fucking it was 3 pm. She then told him she was paid till 11pm. We could take a nap and fuck some more. Fe smiled and agreed. Then went at it in the shower. Dried and took a few hours nap. Ordered room service and fucked again. Wanting to make sure he got his moneys worth. Another $2000 was deposited in her bank account at midnight the previous night. She chjecked out of the hotel at 11pm. Saw the people walked to a limo. And smiled. Virgins were always fun. Threesomes even more. She checked her account and saw the last payment of $1500 was delivered. Then she received another call. She was kind of tired. She been fucking for 2 days. She postponed it fior a day she needed to get home ad rest, Fortunely this time it was with a milf. She wouldn't have to work so hard. Then she awoke.
The doctor looked at her pantes and saw that they were soaked. Your wet he statement. She flet her pants and said oh yes and so horny, He asked if her husband got help from these wet dreams. Not usually she admitted. he always so busy. We usually fuck once a week. U usually finished u with a overpriced vibrator in the morning, Its almost like a regular practice.Do you do girls in your dreams oh yes she exclaimed. In real life. I asked. I wanted to. She admitted. She mentioned her kids werr off limits. She wanted them as normal as could be. Meaning she wasn't normal. She did like the check out girl except she wss friends with her daughter. And that would be so wrong, Does she like you. I think and she blushed. Would your daughter mine. Oh hell yes. She already told me her friend had a crush on me. Are you looking ? I do. Look but never touch she admitted. I recommended she should find somebody young to touch.
A few sessions later she admitted her daughter had mentioned again that her friend really liked her. Her daughter also said she wouldn't tell dad. saying I know you like her. You wait extra long to go through her line. She knows you like her mom. Shes only 16 I told her. Her daughter then confessed that she was no longer a virgin and that she knew dad was so busy. She understood and handed me her number. I called her. We talked. For days. I met her at the beack last weekend. {lease don't tell no one she pleaded with me. I wont. I had been told many secrets I told her. We made love all weekend. And dreams. I asked no drams she confessed. No dreams.
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