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로그인Claire moaned half in distress, half in pleasure as her boob was licked to the accompaniment of the lewdly soft squelching sound of Bianca's breathtaking blowjob.Luckily, they arrived at Ali's hotel, one of London's finest, before matters could go any further. After a little sartorial adjustment, Claire stumbled out on the pavement with a heartfelt sigh of relief. She had to be careful not to let Ali go any further with her.Claire, still feeling inebriated, hardly registered the smiling doorman, the beautiful marble-and-oak-decorated foyer, the gentle piano music and the speedy lift to the top floor before she found herself in Ali's large suite."Make yourselves comfortable, ladies," he said before excusing himself to visit the lavatory.As soon as he was gone Claire turned to Bianca furiously. "Bianca! You said he'd get so drunk that I wouldn't have to take my clothes off!""Well, you didn't really take anything off, Claire," she began to reply before Claire interrupted."Bianca, h
"Bianca! I've told you that I can't cheat on Danny! And anyway I won't have sex for money," she interrupted, certain that Bianca was about to offer her a chance to make some money whoring."Wait, wait. I know you won't do a trick with me although I can't see how it's much different from the some of the things you've got up to recently. Anyway, the other girl who was due to join me has let me down and I can't find anyone else at short notice who's hot enough. This guy only accepts the best. I just need another beautiful woman to come out to dinner with us tonight and then join us in the bedroom. I swear you won't have to do anything. You can even keep your clothes on. He always gets really drunk so he won't even really remember that much so you can get away with doing virtually nothing. I'll do all the work and you get a five-hundred quid. Please, Claire," Bianca said persuasively.In the end Claire only gave in because of Bianca's promises that she wouldn't have to have sex with the m
Claire was in the shower the first time Bianca called her to ask for help.She heard her mobile ring through the open bathroom door just as she was shampooing her glossy red hair but left it to go to voicemail. She rinsed her hair thoroughly before working in the conditioner and moving onto her long curvaceous body, carefully soaping her sizeably-proportioned creamy-coloured red-tipped breasts, her flat toned stomach and shapely firm bottom before languorously lathering her lithe smooth thighs.She spent perhaps a few moments longer than would be considered respectable as her long slender fingers slipped between her gently parted labia and cleaned her pouting plump pussy, sighing at the deliciously pleasurable feeling but virtuously not allowing herself to prolong the sensation.Her phone rang again after she'd dried herself as she was slowly rubbing moisturiser into her perfect boobs, gently tweaking her petite nipples as she did so.She strode, stark naked, into the bedroom, walking
"Ok, honey. I've negotiated as hard as I can and the deal is they want a lot more than that. Basically they say you can pay off your debt using your body."Claire's eyes widened in alarm. "My body? You mean...""Yep, they'll give you twenty-five quid for a handjob, fifty quid a blowjob, seventy-five for a fuck and a hundred to try out your lovely arse.""Oh no!" Claire squealed. What a terrible situation! If only Bianca could see her now.But, of course, this was different. All she'd be doing is paying off a debt to launch her singing career, not really prostituting herself like a common whore. And anyway, no-one need find out."OK, then," she began to say before several male hands descended on her clothing to undress her in a whirlwind of testosterone and urgent need."That's my girl!" Frankie said rubbing his hands together. "You owe Nigel five-hundred and everyone else two-hundred and fifty including Alf.""Alf?" Claire said anxiously as the old balding caretaker pulled down her wh
Pete was a guitarist, tall and almost cadaverously pale and thin. Jez, a short black man, was carrying a bass guitar, and Ed, who looked Chinese and was more than a little overweight, was the keyboard player.Claire greeted them all and then said hello to Nigel, the incredibly young-looking and pimply sound engineer, causing him to blush shyly.In a surprisingly short time, Frankie had arranged matters so that they were ready for the first run-through of the song and Claire entered the booth, ready to sing her heart out.As Claire sang she noticed the musicians looking at each other in a puzzled way as they played. Even Nigel was slack-jawed in amazement at her voice.She came stumbling to a halt, suddenly very self-conscious. "What's wrong?" she asked plaintively.Nigel spoke to her via microphone from the studio. "Erm, well, that didn't sound too good, really," he mumbled apologetically too her, blushing once more.Claire looked to Frankie and suddenly realised what had happened. Sh
After a brief pause, Claire pulled them down to expose a tiny strip of bright red hair just above the junction of her perfect smooth thighs. She looked around and sat down in an armchair, taking the microphone stand with her and positioning it at the right height.Frankie had gone strangely quiet, his mouth hanging open, a small dribble of saliva running from its side."Shall I start now Frankie?" she asked.He jumped slightly. "What? Oh, yeah, go for it, baby."Claire drew her legs up into the chair and allowed them to fall open to give herself access to her pussy. Frankie groaned loudly causing her to look up."Are you OK?" she asked."Er, yeah, sure, I'm fine. Just practising some moaning out load. Go on, touch yourself," he ordered.Claire closed her eyes and allowed her right hand to slide down her flat stomach to her cunt, slipping her long graceful fingers down her long pink wet pussy lips and back up to her clit. With her left hand she began alternately tweaking her nipples, p
Clara unbuttoned her uniform jacket, showing a tight white blouse underneath. She slipped off the jacket onto the couch. Her body was very nice, with round tits. They weren't as big as Tiffany's, but they were a good size."You're sweet, Jim. Are you bored? Its boring waiting.""I'm okay.""Here, g
"Fuck my black asshole," She purred, smiling back at Carl. "Shove that white dick in me."Carl ignored her and kept talking to Jim. "Her pussy gets so wet, I can feel the moisture on my balls.""Really? Wow." Jim managed to choke out.Alvarez had come up to them, looking annoyed. He was standing ri
Jim stared as Harvitz's girl stalked towards him, her boots loud on the carpet, flesh of her breasts wobbling around her latex top. His dick felt like it might explode out of his pants. He heard Liam swear under his breath.Skye leant forward onto his desk, showing her amazing cleavage right in fro
NB; This story is for ADULT entertainment only. It contains themes of BDSM, fetish, incest and of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature.The Cruise just began.....Near future with busty dirty slaves.Enjoy.>>>>Normally when Jim's alarm clock went off on a school day, he would moan and groan and turn







