1. Bobbi


    Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    shooting a hot load of semen into my bowels. He held that position for a moment, and surprisingly, I felt his cock throb a second time. Then he let out a long sigh, slid his cock out of my ass, and lay on his back on the bed. I collapsed on my side next to him, and we just lay there. The tiny trickle of semen that I could feel at my ass told me that this call-girl had completed her work for this evening. After a few minutes of lying there with my eyes closed, I felt Dan get up. I opened my eyes for a second to see him heading for the bathroom to clean up. My ass burned a little from the fucking it had just gotten, but that was part of the job. It was not a bad job either. Dan might not be the sort of lover that I would prefer to go to bed with, but he was not a bad lover, and he did take me to nice places before we went to bed. Being a call-girl was not all that bad. Dan was only in the bathroom for a little while, and then it was my turn. I got out of bed as he came out, and saw that his unflagging cock had finally gone soft. It did not shrink back like other men's cocks do, but remained at its full length just hanging down in front of him. We kissed each other affectionately as we passed, and I reached down to give his cock a playful squeeze. Dan returned the favor with his own playful squeeze to my little penis. I had not yet put it back in its tuck. I rectified that after I had cleaned up in the bathroom, and returned to him with only the pubic hair of my ...
    &#034pussy&#034 showing at my crotch. Dan had put on a pair of white pyjamas with blue stripes, and was lying in the bed. &#034Lay by me for a few minutes before you go?&#034 he asked. I did not refuse, and he took me in his arms for a kiss. &#034I like you, Bobbi,&#034 he said sincerely. &#034I hope you won't mind if I ask Helen to set up more dates for us the next time I come to New York. We'll have fun.&#034 I told him that I would not mind at all, and he kissed me again. A few seconds later he said, &#034Good night, Bobbi,&#034 rolled with his back to me, and went off to sl**p. Our date for that evening was officially over. I lay quietly on my back in the nude for a while until I was sure that Dan was asl**p. Then I got up, and dressed as silently as I could. This was all part of my instructions from Helen about Dan. He might like to cheat on his wife with a call-girl or two when he traveled, but he was actually very religious in other ways. Tomorrow was Sunday, and he would go to Mass at St. Patrick's Cathedral as he always did in New York City. It would not be proper to wake up with any sort of prostitute before Mass, so I had to leave now. I did not mind. It only took me about ten minutes to dress, and I was ready to go. I took one last look at Dan sl**ping in the bed, and remembered the envelope he had left for me on the nightstand. I put it in my purse. I wanted to know what was inside, but that would have to wait. Silently, I crossed the room, let myself out into the hall, and ...