I was enjoying her gentle rhythm. "A little tighter baby." I encouraged, looking forward to her tightening her grip.What I didn't expect was that the ...next sensation my cock would feel would be the warmth and wetness of her mouth as she drew my cock across her lips.My head shot up and I reached for her head to pull her off of my cock, but she put her hand in the middle of my chest and increased her pace on my cock."We shouldn't be...." I stuttered... "You shouldn't be... Oh FUCK that feels. .." Portia paused for dramatic effect, an actress at heart, "...fuckable."Simone smiled. She liked these rare entertaining customers who broke the mundanity of her job. "Well, we have many garments designed to assist you in reaching that precise goal, ma'am." Please, call me Portia," Portia said, always hating ma'am... an unwelcome reminder that she was old enough to be this girl's mother.Simone asked, "Isn't Portia a princess in Shakespeare's The Merchant of Venice?" Why yes she is," Portia. I move down a little further and kiss her over her panty at the spot. Now she was completely in a trance enjoying the whole experience and pulls my head towards her wet pussy. I pulled down the last Piece of cloth on her body and at the sight of a young pussy which I have seen for the first time, I just Planted a kiss on it and get the first taste of a wet pussy. Amukta and me slowly move on to bed and by that time I had taken off my clothes and now we are enjoying each other s body and it was. "one more thing." He pulled a corsage from a box and slid it around herwrist."I don't need to know where you are or what you do, but as a precaution,inside the corsage is a chip that will tell me if you're in danger. Ifanything happens, just crush the corsage and it will let me know exactlywhere you are." She nodded an understanding and then the doorbell rang.He got up to answer it and standing behind the door was a taller man,built around the shoulders, hair greased back and dressed in a tan.