She draws an eye with a black pencil, a long curve, a black line, graceful, men don't even realize how this simple sinuous line is capable of enchanting males.
The reflection blinks, and a victorious smile appears. The mirror shows a kiss; she adorns her lip, a bright red, thick and strong. Presses her lips together to get the design right.
"Beautiful."
The mirrored portrait laughs and shows her fine teeth, the brush adorns her cheeks.
The body turns sideways, lush, sinuous. A beautifully chiseled Greek statue.
The reflection in the mirror enlarges her chest and shrinks her belly, a defect. The breasts become more exuberant and pointed, nothing better than breasts in your twenties. Tall mounds full of charm.
The picture now shows the legs, thighs, and well-designed rounded hips. It rotates and turns until it shows the back, the sinuous design of the spine, and the musculature.
"Perfect."
The attention shifts to the design of the down, smooth carpet. It matches the curvature of her thighs, waist, and breasts. The secret of pleasure is kept right there in the middle.
My God! How expensive it is. And what's worse, the clients pay. A thousand, two thousand, or even more. When the sick show up, they want you to put out the fire of their dementia.
Yesterday alone, there were three of them, so many slaps in the face, so many slaps on the ass. The commitments were insane. It gets tiring.
She ran two fingers down the middle of the vulva and got excited thinking about her boyfriend. Imagine if Taylor knew, but Sedona is a long way from here. Just think, if he suspected that Triska Jenkins fucks with other men that she doesn't even know. Taylor honey, if you knew who I'd given my ass to, you'd never look me in the face again, especially not you.
Lying down, like dog style, sideways, sitting on the sticks. Long, curved, short, black, white. Some of them are beautiful, although most are just ordinary human cocks, nothing that they boast about. And it's a good thing they're not. Just think!
Imagine being fuck all the time by long, wide logs. It's the hard side of life, but the money pays off. Even more so when they make you cum.
Few men know how to satisfy a woman, most just want to cum and turn over and go to sleep. But some give you much more than a slap in the face in the middle of sex.
I love a slap in the face, I just love it! It drives me crazy, but what I like is when the man fondles me and kisses me. Many masturbate me, but few of them know how to make a woman tremble uncontrollably. Many don't even know where the clitoris is.
"Do you have that?"
I've been asked. Women fake it, right? Even for their boyfriends or husbands. That's one advantage of this profession: the work is timed. It's easier to get rid of the ignorant.
Yes, I've had one or two that brought me to climax and made me squirt like a fountain in a square. I love it when my body loses control and makes me a slave to my horny.
There's nothing better than combining the useful with the pleasant.