'My dad says that anything more than a handful is wasted?'

Nicole was a sex worker, definitely not a prostitute. She had a Manchester accent. She was talking about her breasts which were certainly a handful. She was 5 ft 6 and very versatile. Any kind of sex you wanted to pay for, Nicole was up for it

‘Nicole?’

‘Papa.’

Our sessions always began like that.

'I’ve been a very good girl. No need for a spanking, papa.'

‘Really?’

‘Well, I have been having rather naughty thoughts.’

‘Mm mm.’

‘I am so sorry. So sorry. I keep thinking about you looking at me. "

She shrugged off her blouse. She did not wear a bra. She started stroking her breasts.

'And I keep thinking about your big, hard cock. I am very sorry. Are you going to spank me hard for thinking about you looking at me and wanking your big, hard cock?'

'What do you think?'

She smiled and lay on the bed. She lifted up her skirt. She had a handy pair of handcuffs and she put her hands behind her back obligingly.

I spanked her until her backside was lovely and red. She squealed obligingly.

Nicole stood up. I put a blindfold on her.

Naked Nicole was delightful. With handcuffs and a blindfold, she was irresistible.

She objected to the blindfold. She said, 'No!'

I touched her cheek. Then I slapped it. I went on slapping it until she said, 'Yes! Yes!'

Then I slapped her breasts with my left hand. Then with my right.

I knew a bit of this treatment would make her wet between the legs.

I forced her legs apart and licked between her legs. I thought I had died and gone to heaven.

I played with her clit with the tip of my tongue and she made all the right noises. They are in the sex worker manual, you know.

I pushed her back on the bed.

Naked, blindfolded and handcuffed, and now with a very wet cunt.

I fucked Nicole hard.

'Papa,' she said.

I fucked her up the ass.

'PAPA!' she screamed.

I liked visiting Nicole. Expensive but worth it.

The End