I sometimes ask myself, where have I heard that before? Oh! Yes, often by the men cheating on their wives and loved ones and who are only out for a qu...ick fuck. I’ve come across them in my travels too; some are so sweet, but others know they are bad apples that have fallen a very long way from Eve’s tree.There are so many different kinds of dream men, according to my clients.One day, Jennifer, reclined on my sofa and proceeded to tell me about her dream man, about how she wanted a man to treat. "Now I've just got one more thing to ask you." Will I get in there with you now?" I was actually going to ask why you still have your clothes on, but you can be simple and to the point if you want."Alicia did her happy little schoolgirl giggle and promptly crossed her arms and removed her tank. No bra, I noticed. I found that rather odd. When did Alicia start going without a bra?Duh, when she started living with Elizabeth!She was just as quick to ditch her shorts, her panties and shoes and. Thank goodness I had my eyes closed, or they would have popped out of their sockets. Without pause he slumped onto me and pushing his arms through under my arms, placed he hands on my head. Pushing down on my head he started riding me like a bucking bronco while grunting with delight, as I squirmed and flailed beneath him.Plundering my outstretched butt-hole he battered me with force. The more I begged for mercy, egging him on, the more he told me that my body belonged to him. I loved my. Pleasuring myself in front of him. My finger goes inside of me. No let me love you, he says. As you wish, I say. He sits up and flicks his tongue across my clit. I shutter in response. My insides clench. Did pleasing me make you this wet? Yes it did. Dont stop. He lowers me down onto my back and kisses my mouth. I came too quickly. I will do this right. All I could do was pull him back to me. He kiss down my throat. Then my breasts giving them both equal attention. His hands caressing my side.