“Hey! Courtney!” it was the building manager. “You haven’t payed today.” he yelled, blowing smoke in my face. “Sorry, Jim.” I apologized..., “here take this, should cover me for a few days.” I handed him ninety dollars and he took it hesitantly.“Ya know, doll” he started, but I cut him off.“Jim, stop doing this, please.” every fucking night this dude would say something to the effect of ‘If you can’t pay, there’s something else you could do’ and it made me sick every time. To think I would sleep. I checked the other stalls but sadly she wasn't there. I jerked off to the image in my mind of my cute little asian daughter covered in my cum.That night she asked leading questions about whether I had received any interesting email. I told her that I had received some junk mail but deleted it. I told her it was against company policy to open anonymous mail with attachments as they might contain viruses. She pouted the rest of the night. But after we went to bed, she slid her sexy body. Get rid of bathrobes and pajamas. Insist that he remain naked as he get ready for work. Forbid him from wearing anything – boxers or briefs – to bed. When it comes to your body, tell him he needs your permission to see you completely naked.Keep him smooth – Require your man to shave his cock and balls daily. If you like his behind, make him shave that, too. And make sure you inspect his work. Hairlessness makes him more vulnerable. It's also better for those occasional blowjobs.Touch, but don't. Her gloved hand stroked it expertly, up and down, up and down. Pursing her lips above the tip of his member, she occasionally produced a slow string of saliva, letting it drip down gently on his helmet and run lazily down the sides of the shaft. She covered the skin of the cock in her spit, spreading it all over, and then dribbled some more, her glove wet and slippery like his bulging shaft. Her client breathed heavily.“Yes,” she went on. “It’s going to happen. It will take a while – but you.