He offered to lock the store and let me walk around and I don't know what his motives were, but by that stage I was so horny I needed to have some sex.... So my next trip was to a brothel. I phoned and asked whether it would be okay to come in nude. A woman said she was fine with that provided I paid up front, then meet the girls. So I arrived and phoned to let them know I was in the car park. She said come on in. I got out the car, with nothing more than my wallet, slowly walked in. There I was. As his head came higher he once more paid unwanted homage to the ends ofmy tits. It was so strange to feel my newly swollen mammary moundsmoving under his ministrations. He came further, kissing the other sideof my neck before pretending he was biting and chewing it. I wasdesperate to get from under the deeply involved man, but even if I did,where could I go? There I was, barely dressed, with no body hair,carrying a pair of modest boobs and a pert butt, my face and hairlooking very. I let the hot water wash out the soapy residue and replaced it with the magical solution that made my hair so soft and silky. I left it in my hair and bent down to grab the soap. I squeezed a huge amount into the sponge and began rubbing it into my collar bones and shoulders, feeling the soap run down my back was driving my pussy crazy with anticipation, I considered going to wake him up but decided against it remembering the previous nights experience. I worked the soap around my large boobs,. I wrapped her arms around her and tried to imagine her mind at that moment. I had admitted a serious fantasy, but for her to have also admitted it was an even bigger step. She had apparently accepted a seriously slutty proposition. We had just jumped ahead several steps in sexual experimentation. ‘Jess… that was about the hottest thing we’ve ever done.’ She grinned up at me, some of the post-coital cloudiness fading from her expression. ‘Yeah. How serious were you, Billy?’ ‘About actually.