You're drunk on my doorstep, so you might as well come in. Yeah, right here in the hall, this wall is perfect for your first move. The ultimate in booty call because you're about to feel what you haven't let yourself feel again. Kiss my neck. Never gets old. Grind up against me, yes. You want to tell me how sexy I am? Is that just the booze talking? Let me make it easy.

You're kind of cute when you're wasted, you know that? Mouth still kissable even as your eyes are hot and feverish, even as your hands wander to places you never let yourself go, really exploring my tits, probably more pressure than if you took your time, studied, were concentrated about it. But no, right now you have no control so I just gotta go with it, baby. You're right about every detail of it but this one. So get your hand out from under my skirt, before you get too much pussy on your fingers.

Allright, just a taste. Geez. It's like Christmas, the way you smell it, the way you put your fingers in your mouth and suck them in those long strokes. It's right there. You can have it if you want it. You prefer to torture yourself, ok.

But you're not fucking me tonight, because fucking me would be cheating. So put your hands in my hair again, yes, you don't need to push down on my head, because I have every intention of sucking you off. Right, that's right, doing you until you're done. Then you'll be able to take a little rest, poor thing. Hair of the dog...

So let's move to the couch. I'll give you a lap dance. Take a tit out of my bra for you to suck. Fuck yeah oh you're hurting it again. You play it, I see stars and I can't control what comes out of my mouth. I wish you were sober. You're really good at it then...But I love your body. You can stall for a moment, but I'm going down, because otherwise we'll fuck, and technically, that's cheating. Shh...you're in no shape to protest, are you, tiger?

I kneel at your feet, ready to keep us both from making a terrible mistake, and put my hand on it. You moan, go someplace else, and I feel you hardening in my hand, surrendering through your shorts, sliding a foot out of your flipflops. I slide my pussy onto your feet and let you feel the wetness through the panties and get to work.

Slow strokes, I recall, are your nemesis. I go nice and rhythmic for you on the outside of your zipper and then slowly draw it down. Gently take your cock out of your pants. God how I missed this part of you. I just have to give him a kiss.

Luckily, he likes it. Slides right into my mouth, surrendering to my tongue. I keep stroking, and licking, pumping with my mouth and pulling off for a little nibbling now and again as you surrender. No kinky stuff, just gently cupping your balls, not the attention I normally lavish on them with the tip of my tongue. That's right now, you can fuck my mouth,it's not your fault, just go slow. You like it deep, my throat opening. You're a good boy, you know that?

I can feel you relax, feel that click in your brain where it gets ok. Feed it to me, I'm not even tipsy. Just lay back and let me take it for you.

God, I love this. I feel the heat between my legs and it only takes a simple shift of position to connect doing you to coming right at your feet. I know you think you'd like to eat my pussy, but you're not going to get to tonight because I'm going to take it down my throat so you can just relax and let me make you come. About time. Yes, that's right. Pull my hair. Drive me down on it. Let me do this for you. Yeah. That's it. Until you can't take it or me any more, soldier. Spill it for me as I come swallowing you shooting down my throat, my head in your lap. Cheers.

Ana, Ana, Ana. How you fuss over me. I love looking down your shirt at those big perky breasts while I'm soaking my feet in your pedicure tub. Your soft voice, asking me if I want my toenails cut “oval”, and then the lotion as you start your massage. I love what you do to my feet, Ana, and when you move me over to do my hands I love that, because then I can really look down your shirt. Ana, you are so particular, the way you tell me what you'll do for me before you do it. You drive me crazy when we're alone in the massage room together, too. Your yummy yummy hips, Ana. Your strong hands on my naked body, oiling me up. When my face is in that cradle, and I'm looking at your feet, I can imagine nuzzling in your lap, I can see the mound of your pussy right under your zipper while you work on my neck, while you introduce each stroke with your soft accent. And oh, when you go up my leg with those rhythmic strokes I have to keep from grinding into the table.

Ana, could we lock the door sometime? Now, you would say, I have something special for you today. It will make you feel so good. You lean in and slowly kiss me, your tongue parting my lips. My hand moves to cup your soft yummy tits and you say, yes, that's so nice. I pull up your shirt and slowly, sensuously flick my tongue around your nipple, gently taking it into my mouth. Ana, I ask, can I pay you back for all the wonderful massages you've given me? You lay back on the table and I take the oil and slide off your shirt, swirling the oil around your belly as I gently caress you. I sit between your legs and rub your pussy through the zipper as you moan, and then open for me. Gently I unzip your jeans and ease them off those round hips. I ask you if you'd like a pillow under your legs to be more comfortable, and then open your thighs. Your pussy is beautiful, wet and wild, a thick hairy bush for me to play with. My fingers slip between your legs, oiled, as I gently work your hole, first with one, then two and three. Slick and moist, I pump your pussy slowly with my hand, feeling the warmth on three fingers. I move to the counter and grab the little icer that you use on my face after my eyebrow wax, and hold its cold to your nipples while I begin to slowly tease you with my tongue. Your pussy is so ample, soft and wet, and I love pleasuring you. Your soft near whisper turns to moans as I circle your clit with my mouth, using breath to keep you turned on while giving you a nice fucking. I really want to turn you over, but I don't want you to freak out, so I whisper in your ear, Ana, can I do the back? You roll over for me on your belly, and I start with the oil on your shoulders, keeping one hand buried in your cunt as I work my way down and spread your ass cheeks with my fingers. Kneeling behind you, I tuck my tongue in the crack of your asshole and you sigh softly, parting your big brown legs a bit further to give me more access. You get up on your knees a bit, and I'm treated to the beautiful sight of you spreading your hole for me, a hand on each cheek. I go in circles, softening up your glory hole while exploring your pussy with my fingers. I love your taste as I lap and kiss away at your hot asshole, and you sigh and relax into it, as I increase the speed of the fucking I'm giving you. Your moans are getting louder now and I slowly slide the icer, freezing, into your asshole, lubing it up with my tongue as you start to buck aganst my face. You don't have another client until six and I can hang around until then.