It was dark and I was preparing for a night out with my friends and suddenly I got a call from the agency. The agency guy told me about the client and... texted the client’s phone number. On calling her I got to know that the client is seeking for a full night service and wanted me to be there as soon as possible. I changed my schedule and went to prepare myself for the occasion. My client is happened to be an interior decorator and is in town for an assignment.I gave a knock on the suite door and. Gradually she stopped trembling, she looked past me and smiled,"Goodnight" she smiled as a burly, business suit clad man hurried past me and hurtled through the door leading to the sleepers,"He's going to play with himself" I said softly, "While he can see your cunt in his mind" I can't believe you made me cum without touching me" I didn't" I grinned, "You made yourself cum because you knew a strange man was looking at your cunt, that sweet little cunt that I'm going to ignore completely. There was no cover except for bushes and trees along the way and none of those for a very long stretch of Sullivan Street. For the moment I couldn’t see or hear any traffic, so I began to run, racing down the sidewalk as fast as I could. My luck held out all the way to Sevier Avenue. Then, I ran out in front of a car and had to roll up onto the hood as it screeched to a halt right where I had been, the driver’s eyes wide in shock as I dropped down and continued my run.I was so rattled by the. Sucking every drop of cum from me. Sucking me until my cockfinally started to soften. I was now completely worn out from last night and this morning. Drained.She crawled up and planted a wet kiss on me. Opening her mouth and sending her tongue in to explore mine. I could taste my cock and cum. I wanted more from her but I was physically spent."Poor baby, so worn out" she sighed. "Did you like that? Seems like you did... Seems like you like having your wife talk dirty about other men..." She.