“We forgot to bring in clean clothes.” She shrugged, wet hair falling over her breasts. It was hypnotic.I opened the door to the bedroom and found... Melissa lying back on the bed, her overalls pushed down to her hips and one hand very busy.“Come here,” she said huskily. I was recuperating and not prepared to perform again but I crawled onto the bed as she pushed her clothes the rest of the way off. I Iowered myself down between her thighs. She was slightly sweaty but not excessively. She smelled. Women actually have a right to have sex for money, when they make porn. Perhaps women can't make porn in every jurisdiction. But porn is available everywhere. And governments are generally tolerating it. So, women are basically saying 'Yes' to paying guys and making money off having sex with guys in porn.But as soon as you take away the camera, and the woman just has sex for money in private with a guy. Then the government and many people call this 'prostitution' and do their best to deny. I wanted her. She kissed my neck and took my breasts in her hands. "You have the softest breasts," she whispered in my ear as I felt her hands kneading them. She was slow and gentle. Her fingers grazed my nipples and her mouth found its way back to mine. I placed my hands on her sides, feeling her soft skin between her shirt and panties. And for the next few minutes we just stood there, kissing while she played with my breasts. I had no intention of stopping her, and even if I had, I couldn't.. I’ve never...” Alice’s voice sounded anxious but her body was betraying her, complying willingly with her lover’s wishes. Steve reached over waist and raised her upper leg, bending her knee towards her chest and exposing the cleft in her athletic bottom further. For a moment I was ridiculously reminded of the ‘recovery position’ I had been taught in first Aid at school, but there had been no gorgeous, sexy, naked girls to practice on then. “Move closer, Mister C!” Carmen’s voice in my ear made.