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The Thirsty Client

Tori Westwood

Published July 3rd 2015
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High-class escort, Vanessa, assumes shes taken another regular client when Mr. Blake requests her services for one night. But when the two of them are finally alone she realizes hes far from the usual boring men shes used to. When he ties her toMoreHigh-class escort, Vanessa, assumes shes taken another regular client when Mr. Blake requests her services for one night. But when the two of them are finally alone she realizes hes far from the usual boring men shes used to. When he ties her to the bed, a helpless Vanessa soon discovers Mr. Blake can do fantastic things to her body, sending her to the heights of ecstasy with his playful, kinky ways and has one or two more surprises in store for her as he mysteriously induces lactation and gulps lovingly from her bounteous breasts. This milking story will leave you dripping!-Excerpt-It occurred to me then that Mr. Blake was different from the others. So plain on the surface, so wooden and business like, but I was now beginning to see that it was all an act. An act to survive in whatever dog-eat-dog world hed thrown himself into. The real Mr. Blake was revealing himself now and I was becoming more and more intrigued with each of his deliberate nibbles of my breast. There was more to him than the others.I was lost to him. No longer able to suppress my desire and forced to be honest to myself. I wanted him to fuck me.His head rose from my bosom and we kissed more passionately this time as I gave it my all, my tongue pressing deep into his mouth, reciprocating his lashes and flays as my fingers tickled at the underside of his erect cock.I gripped my palm around him and rubbed up along it, my thumb cruising along the top of his shaft as my nimble fingers tickled the underside, pulling him against me and rubbing the head of his cock against my black lace panties.I hope youre nice and wet for me, he whispered between lustful kisses.Why dont you take my panties off and see for yourself? I dared.With that, he pushed me back onto the bed with a primal flourish and I quickly propped myself up on an elbow to look down my body towards him as he approached, looming over me like a wild animal.Before he took up my challenge, he looked to the floor, scanning through the dim light in search of something. I watched him a while, scared to ask after what he sought before he bent down and emerged with the belt from his trousers. He looked at me suggestively and I wondered for a moment what he planned to do with it.Put your hands up here, he said, somehow managing to sound both commanding and alluring all at once as he tapped the ornamental railings at the head of the bed.I wriggled in to place and put my hands above me as ordered and he quickly fastened the belt around my wrists, fashioning a tight coil that held me in place.He stood back, looking satisfied before his eyes searched down my body with adoration. I looked down myself too, proud at how perfectly my breasts sat on my arced chest, looking ripe and pert, presented before him.Mr. Blake mounted the bed, parting my legs and planting himself in between them. At first he began to bite and suck at my feet and toes, causing a strange sensation to overcome me whenever one of my digits found itself planted in his warm mouth, moreso whenever his tongue circled around it.A moment or two later and hed moved onwards, kissing now at my ankles and slowly teasing his way up my leg, beyond my calf and to the soft underside of my knee.Each increasing inch upwards sent shivers through my body and I could feel my pussy salivating in anticipation. My hands desperately wanted to quell my desires. The fact they couldnt drove me almost to frenzy. I was at a point where I would beg for the touch of his skin on my velvet sex.