Forcing my eyes open, I couldn't help but notice the starry white curtains, top tier decorations and the expensive suite I was in.
Memories of the previous night kept flooding in, Do what you were paid to do! I was told by Andrew, the new client refered to me by madam pat.
Open your legs! Abigail couldn't help but remember the steamy scenes from the previous night. Andrew was the first ever gentle client she had got, how he gently strokes her, parted her legs gently, sucked her nipples with such care that she thought she was not an hook-up girl but his girl!
Abigail"..."
She couldn't help but tremble at her own thought, girlfriend??
I turned to the other side of the bed, staring at the stranger that only told me his name.
I gently stroked his black hair, his skin fairer than a woman's, lips as red as a strawberry. I couldn't help but lean in to taste those gorgeous lips that was in my pussy the previous night drinking and licking me gently.
Shit!! I was wet again, I spread open my legs, inserting two fingers at once!
You want more? A cold voice rang out, I quickly wrapped the towel around my hard nipples and wet pussy. Caught by a client while touching myself was something that hasn't happened before.
Look at me! Andrew screamed, you weren't satisfied last night? Abigail trembled unconsciousy. This is how you behave with other clients? If you ain't satisfied you touch yourself? And if inserting two fingers in doesn't satisfy you, you look for the next client?
He tore the towel away and forced opened my legs, stroking hard and roughly inside me.
His sudden roughness scares and excites me at the same time, yes daddy! I couldn't help but pant, moans escaping my mouth like I was singing.