Our eyes met, our souls connected, and I slung my legs around his waist, my arms around his neck, and pulled him closer. Soon, I was panting, heading ...toward another orgasm. “You’re going to make me cum again,” I gasped, pulling him even tighter to me. I needed us to be as close as possible. I wanted to feel every inch of him against me, in me. I wanted to feel his body quiver with the same need I felt. And it did. With my fingers entwined in his hair, I came loudly and drew his mouth to. We’re willing to wrestle for as long as you guys want to watch us, but certain elements of catfight will not be allowed.’ For instance, Jennie explained ,’We’re not going to hit each other with our fists.’ In addition, we’re not going to allow any scratching. However, we are both willing to wrestle each other for as long as you guys want to watch us, and as far as the erotic thing, we are willing to ‘take that as far as you guys want us to go. ‘ Neither of us has ‘ever tried’ doing sexual. Today she was on her own, she’d been booked alone before. Normally she was picked up at a club, one of John’s, and taken to a flat or hotel nearby. Today she truly was a call girl. She knocked again. She’d never had any feelings about prostitution before she had become one. Now she had strong feelings. She didn’t like the men, and women come to that, who exploited women. John had tried it, and had gotten away with it until she realised what had been going on. She knocked again, and the door was. Remember?’ She nodded her head, at least she was listening and not trying to butt in again. ‘I ran into Pastel that night Dani. Pastel, my former girlfriend. Remember her too?’ She nodded her head again, her eyes narrowed… ‘Pastel made it pretty damn clear that seeing as we hadn’t had sex that night, that if I wanted it, I’d be able to go back to her place with her and she’d bang my brains out all night. What’d I say to her? I said no. I told her no because I felt something between us and.