I sped up, alternating between short fast thrusts and long steady strokes, closing my eyes so my only perception of him was his anus around my cock, h...is firm sweaty flesh under my hands and his heavy breathing. A few minutes of this and he began to moan, first his arms weakening and then his knees, so he was lying face down on the bed with me on top still fucking him, and now pressing my mouth to his muscular shoulders and neck. I knelt up again and pulled right out, getting him to roll over. I hope hecomes back to Jaques. He didn't speak English very well. His name wasPaolo.Even though I'm dressed very conservatively there must be something aboutme that says "slut" because two or three of the guys I've blown haveoffered my money afterwards. I know I should be offended, but actually I feel complimented and turnedon by it. One of them actually folded over a fifty dollar bill and tuckedit inside my panties. I saw him get the money out of his wallet and Ijust turned around the best I. And I’m glad I did.’ His eyes flitting over her, noting her blushing cheeks and her quickened breath. ‘I liked it too.’ She had whispered. It had been a long while since she’d had these feelings coursing through her body. She wanted to lean into his body and kiss him, and feel his body against her own. She wanted more than anything to be touched. But she had held back, knowing if it went too fast it would be ruined. The incredible feelings she was feeling flaming up in her would be burned out. It was a soft touch that I wasn't expecting. I figured he would grope me until he spilled his seed. But he was trying to turn me on. And it was starting to work.My arms and hands were starting to cramp but I continued to stroke him, confident that he was on the verge of shooting his load. His hand was now playing with my nipple which had become very sensitive, sending signals down below. I could feel the warmth starting to build in my pussy as I started to become wet. Just then I was snapped.