What's Expected Of Her!

Natalie didn’t need to be told what was expected of her. She sank to her knees and took Stiles pants and underwear down, releasing his hard cock. If I hadn’t seen the same expression on Natalie’s face as I made her suck my cock I would have sworn that Natalie was about to cry as she took Stile’s cock into her mouth.

Then the perv’s groaning began and I wished that I muted the sound on my phone. For the next ten minutes I started to feel sorry for Natalie the more she sucked Stiles’s cock. Lately I had to admit that seeing Natalie naked gave me a hard-on but for some reason this turned me off. Then the picture went black and at first I thought it was the reception on my phone, but then the picture returned with a sight I prayed to god was an act.

Natalie, lying on her back on what I thought was a blanket on the floor with a smile on her face as Stiles’s cock was buried deep into her pussy!

God damn tell me Natalie wasn’t enjoying getting fucked by Stiles!

Then a loud cry from Stiles. “Oh god I’m going to cum in you Miss Cartier!”

Then the phone gave me a busy signal and a black picture. God I hoped that meant that Natalie was done with Stiles and was on her way home. I waited five minutes then called Natalie, who didn’t say if she got the money, just asked me to fuck her mouth when she got home.
She was no sooner through the front door than I escorted her into her bedroom and had her naked than I did just what she asked me to do on the phone. The only difference was that I didn’t make her drink my cum, no I made her wear it as if it was a cosmetic mask!

“Oh god!, I needed that Graham, now say you’ll fuck me before I go to bed tonight?