”“Oh, yes, sir … but … what I accepted was being the secretary and YOUR slut. I enjoy being a slut in the office but that is really an extensi...on of being your slut. That’s the difference isn’t it, sir? Being your slut isn’t limited to the office.” He stroked my back and told me to sleep. Sleep came very quickly.I woke up in an otherwise empty bed. I turned to my back and stretched. Then, I jerked up and looked at the clock on the night stand. It read 7:30! There was no way we’d get to work on. I was already so wet and it was an amazing turn on to know how my juices were now flowing into her mouth. I had been so close and the perfect pressure of Ruth’s oral sex just sent me over the edge. I wriggled on her face as my body began to judder and my pussy grew hot and the tingling spread through my entire body. There was something about the way she explored my wet cunt that made it even better, like she was discovering the new tastes and textures of a girl’s pink velvet. I finished with my. I couldn’t control swearing at her,“Oh, you fucking whore. Go deeper, all the way to the balls.”She was right when she asked me to love her more. Of course, Soniya was an amazing girl, but Lavina’s blowjob had no parallels.Then came a point when I was about to cum, but I didn’t want to waste time getting hard again, so I pulled out of her mouth, picked her up and started taking off her skirt while kissing her all over her face and neck.After I pulled her skirt down, I made her sit on the. Catherine, for her part, was a prostitute in the whorehouse of Mrs. Auzoux, entitled madam, a former resident herself. The place had all the modern comforts and gas lighting. According to the fashion of the time, the style of the rooms was very varied and exotic, ranging from the Chinese suite to the Moorish alcove without forgetting the medieval torture chamber.The girls waited in the main room under the light of the gas nozzles. Among all the beauties seated that evening on the large sofas in.