My name is Lacey, and I'm a prostitute in the red-light district of Amsterdam. I get paid to explore the art of erotica, and I love my job. Even though I am in graduate school, I know I will continue being a prostitute once I finish school.
I'm so excited to fuck right now. I'm blaming my horny feeling on my high sex drive, and on my high feeling from a bowl of cannabis I just smoked. Smoking buds has a tendency to increase my desire for sexual activity, and I am glad I feel relaxed and ready to see my next customer.
My late morning client is a woman with big, beautiful tits; I love them and I love to suck her nipples. She is highly sensual. By the time I suck on her fat nipples for a few minutes, her underwear is drenched. I really get turned on when she gets wet. She moans fantastically as she gets finger fucked. She's been visiting my room for over a year now. She always reserves me for an hour.
I review my morning client sheet from the front desk. I notice this morning is a bit different for my customer Cara, and I like when she breaks away from her sexual routine. Being able to fuck Cara is always fun, and I am glad she wants me to fuck her this morning.
Since her pussy is a little large, I know she will fancy my thick Kong dong. She might resist at first, but I know she likes big dicks. I like to wear a strap-on.
The time is 10:51. Cara should arrive at 11:00. I know she'll arrive promptly, so I hurry over to my vanity and pour a shot of vodka. I swallow the alcohol and let it slide down my throat before it rests in my belly. I want to lose some inhibitions, so I can be in charge. Cara likes when I take charge with my cock.
I adjust my lace bra and panties. My strap-on is in place. I tie my robe in a loose fashion; I want the robe to fall off my shoulder so my nipple peeks out. I want Cara to fondle me too. She likes touching my body; she always tells me while I finger her as she sucks on my tits. Cara likes to play.
As I sit down on my satin bed, I hear a card swipe through the automatic door opener to my room. Within seconds, Cara is standing in my room. She shuts the door behind her and walks towards me.
Her breasts are magnificent and full. She's wearing a skirt, and her thighs look athletic and voluptuous. She looks sexy, and I can't wait to fuck her.
She approaches my vanity and pours herself a shot of vodka. I watch her drink it and I say, 'It's nice to see you, Cara.' I then reach out my hand and cup her breast. She closes her eyes and whimpers out a sexual sound of acceptance. I pull her closer. My physique is slightly taller than Cara, so it is easy to pull her close to me.
As I hold Cara, I take my hand and raise her chin so my mouth can meet her tongue. I want to feel her. She opens her mouth and she kisses me back gently. I want more, so I take my tongue and push down on her tongue with a little force. I pull her closer and I hold her tighter. Cara moans. I say, 'I want to see your nipples. Unbutton your shirt.'
Cara begins unbuttoning her shirt as she continues to kiss me. I take my hand and I unfasten her bra; I slowly place my hand over her breast. I fondle her breast. I squeeze her nipple and I cup her large bosom. I jiggle her tit. She moans louder. I move to her other breast and pinch her nipple. I push her down on the bed.