I want you to be a sexy slut for me. Wouldn't you like that? Wouldn't you like to be a sexy slut for me Miss Lulu?"I can only nod as I pose for myself... in the mirror. You bet! Oh yes, would I ever like to be a sexy slut for her! She reaches down and grasps my hand that has somehow made its way to my cock again. "Let go of your skirt and lets go into the living room" she says tugging me away from my fascination with my sexy reflection in the mirror. "Lulu, I want you to perform for me." Oh Jodi,". The guard picked it up, grabbed Jamie by his handcuffs and led him down the end of the hall in front of a locked door. He looked up towards a camera on the wall. After a few seconds, the door opened automatically allowing them both to enter.Through the door was another hallway with rooms on either side. At the end of the hall was another locked door with a camera above it."Let's try and find a free room here," said the guard while he led Jamie further down the hall.The guard passed the first. Earlier as i was working her lower back she was moaning a lot more in a tone much more sexual sounding than the sound of release that people usually made. I never thought anything of it until I saw the wetness on her panties.I am a professional, I don't appreciate being asked for the 'happy ending' and have physically removed people (mostly men) from the table (I have a black belt in karate). But this woman is hot and it was not like she was asking for anything! I decided to ignore this and. She was happily married, on the tail end of a business trip and just wanted a fun night before going back home to her husband. She repeatedly complemented my looks, my skin tone, how fit I was. She would squeeze on my arms and pull me close as she speaks. By this time the music changed, the tempo was slower, the mood was right and she wanted to dance. We were in a dark corner virtually invisible to everybody in the club, she had her back to the wall, moving her hips, pulling me in. Our bodies.