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it harder.  
    Before I could respond, I felt her lips wrapping around my dick again and her mouth slipped up and down even faster.  
    With my cock still in her mouth, she mumbled. “I love this cock.”  
    “I’m gonna come.” I announced.  
    She pulled her lips off of my cock, almost making me explode on her face. “Not yet, Sebastian. I want you to feel how wet my pussy gets from sucking your dick.”  
    I imagined her untying one of my hands, allowing me to feel it, but instead she straddled her wet pussy above my head. “Keep your mouth closed, Sebastian,” she ordered, as she drove her wet cunt across my closed lips. I could smell her sweet pussy. I immediately started licking my lips, then she pulled away.” No tasting. If you taste it again, I won’t give it back.”  
    “Do you want to feel my smooth pussy against your lips, again?”  
    “Please.”  
    She brought her pussy to my lips and moved in a circular motion as she spread her sweet juice across my face. Then she crawled down and kissed me on my now wet lips. “Mmm, I taste so good. Lick your lips and tell me how I taste.”  
    I licked my lips, savoring the taste of Mrs. Jones wet pussy.  
    “How do I taste?”  
    “I want more.”  
    “Oh yeah, baby, you can have more of this pussy.” She said as she climbed over my face and shoved the wetness against my mouth. She was drenched, and I was tied up, but I didn’t even care. I drove my tongue deep into her wet pussy, allowing it to act as a dick, as she fucked it.  
    When I could tell by her movements that she was close, I sucked her clit and tongued it until I felt her exploding all over my chin.  
    She climbed up and tasted herself once more. “Now, I am going to fuck you.” I felt her climb down, and then felt the condom rolling over my dick. After it had been applied, she licked on my balls, savoring them inside of her mouth.  
    “I am going to dry off, so it will hurt when we fuck.” She claimed.  
    Her pussy sat over my dick and slowly slid in. She was right, it was very dry and I feared that one false move would break my dick in half. She thrust harder, pulling it all the way out and then shoving it roughly back in.  
    She started riding me like a bucking horse and I exploded, as she grabbed my nipples and squeezed them.  
    “Fuck yeah!” I screamed and my huge load came rushing out.  
    She quickly climbed off of me and removed the condom from my limp dick. She took something and wiped me off, before untying me from the bed.  
    “I am going to get a shower, Sebastian. Your money is on the bedside table. Show yourself out when you are ready. See you next week.”  
    I sat up and pulled the blindfold from my eyes. On the floor were my clothes and on the table, the white envelope.  
    I looked around, figuring she wasn’t coming back, gathered my things and saw myself out.  
     

 
     
    Chapter 6  
     Who would have thought that cleaning houses could have the perks that it did? I was getting laid and making money for it.  How freaking fantastic is that? Some people might think of  it as being a prostitute, but I actually cleaned the houses and then had sex. So, unless there was some other sort of men’s cleaning/sex service out there, I would say my job was as unique as they came.  
    It had been one day since I started working for Mrs. Jones.  I wondered if it was necessary that I bring cleaning supplies with me next time, on account of her already having someone doing the cleaning. This was a new standard for me. This was my first client that hadn’t wanted me to do the real job first.  
     I still couldn’t believe what had happened in the past few weeks. Mrs. Smith was an amazing client, who gave me something to look forward to twice a week. The money was fantastic and I almost regretted taking it. The sex was freaking hot and I always wanted more.  
    Mrs. Jones, my newest client, was in a different category all together. I had read about people