One of my friends runs an in-home massage service. I wasn’t really a masseuse, so I helped her out by answering the phones and making appointments. One day, we received a call from what she referred to as a “Gold Star Client”. He said he wanted a girl there in the next hour. I checked the schedule and realized we were completely booked. I couldn’t get in touch with any of the other girls and I didn’t want to keep him waiting and my friend to lose a big client, so I found a uniform and table and went on over myself. I was a little nervous when I got there, I had no idea what I was even doing. He opened the door for me and invited me in. Once the table was set up, he quickly shed his robe and stood before me completely nude. I can only imagine the look on my face. He smirked at my blush and laid down on the table. I covered his lower half and began to massage his back and shoulders. My hands were shaking, but I worked through it and did my best to knead his the muscles of his back. After about half an hour, he sat up and rolled on to his side. “You’re not a masseuse”. I was going to deny it, but when he looked at my face, I knew that I couldn’t lie to him. I started apologizing, trying to explain. He sat up, totally exposed and put a finger to my lips. “If you want to make it up to me and keep my business, you’ll think of another way to ease my tension.” Now, I have no idea how to give a massage, but I know a whole lot about taking care of a naked man with a raging hard on. I took his cock in my mouth and was surprised when he grabbed the back of my head and began roughly fucking my throat. He finally released me for his grasp, my head pulling away gasping for air. I found myself face down on the table, my short uniform shoved up to my waist, my panties ripped off. He rammed inside of me and began vigorously fucking my pussy. His hands were hurting me as they held me down, but his cock sliding in and out so hard and fast felt amazing. I began pushing up against him, taking him deeper inside. He abruptly stopped and pulled his cock away. “Finish me, bitch”. I wrapped my hands around his cock and began to stroke hard. I closed my eyes as his cum began to shoot out all over me. He left the room briefly and came back, tossing me a towel. “I won’t stop calling this company under one condition; from now on, YOU come for my sessions.”
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