Still, June was mortal. She was already reading Ms. Bolivar’s expression. Miquela was deciding if it was even worth trying to stick it in June.Probably had this problem more times than she cared to count.Was this why she told Monique? Good hell, andshecame to June!
Should June go ahead and tell hershe could do whatever? June tried wrapping her hand around it. She couldn’t.Oh, boy.
“You want to know, don’t you?”
June glanced up at Miquela’s impervious expression. “Know what?”
“Why.”
“You don’t have to share anything you don’t want. This night is aboutyou,ma’am.” June wrapped what she could around the damn thing and pretended it didn’t faze her in the least. “I can take anything,” she promised with a husky whisper.
Miquela cocked her head. “I’ve had a lot of sex with beautiful women in my day…”
“Oh, I’m sure you have.”A rich hottie like her?The sapphic world could be brutal, but women like Miquela had the charm and looks to bag her beauties, who were probably trying the lez life on for a night. If she wanted to get laid every weekend, she didn’t have to go looking for long. Coming to professionals like June? An even bigger guarantee.
“Turns out, nothing quite gets me off like the look on a woman’s face when she’s coming on the other end of one of these.” Miquela leaned down. “Exquisite.”
I have to come, too?Oh, boy. Where the hell was the lube?
“Let me take it for a spin elsewhere, first.” June’s lips sucked into her mouth, her tongue testing how dry they were. “If it can fit in my mouth, it can fit anywhere.”
“Oh?”
“Anywhere.” June cracked her knuckles above her head. “She sent you to me for a reason.” She really hoped that some of those old videos she filmed in college never saw the light of day. “Let me have the honor.”
“The honor, huh?” Miquela’s voice was starting to strain. “I won’t lie. You’re so beautiful, I wouldn’t mind watching you try.”
Try! June could put anything in her mouth!
Granted, this was a bit bigger than she was used to. No worse tasting, though. In fact… it really wasn’t that bad. Certainly musky from being so close to Miquela’s pussy, or that could have been the incense burning on the other side of the room.Thank the Lord for my oral fixation. It was what made the job so attractive in the beginning. Aside from the money, of course. Even before she became a pro, June loved rubbing herself all over someone’s body and making magic with her lips. It was almost better than the sex itself.I’m not sure about it, either.At least she knew why Monique came to her. Blowhard Kingsley is what June should’ve been called.
All right. I’m going for it.
A groan shook between her and the woman beneath her touch. Was Miquela finally giving herself over? Would she stop worrying about things beyond her control? No. Probably not. Women like her never stopped worrying, or controlling, or at least grasping at worry and control. It was how they were raised, whether they grew up in poverty, constantly fretting over money, food, and shelter, or in the embrace of luxury, where they always wanted more, or were afraid it would all go away. So to hear that groan of pleasure, of need, of slightly satiated desire was all June needed to feel praised as she grabbed the strap-on and parted her lips over its tip.
Praised, sure. Losing her fucking mind? Definitely.
Fine line between being attentive to a client, mindful of her own limitations, and throwing herself into the wind of sex for the sake of it. Yet June found herself blurring every line the more she put her mouth on this woman. Tasting her skin. Inhaling the scent that made her bold enough to have her. Feeling the surge of power emanating from her body as she carefully controlled how it reacted to June.I bet she wants to fuck my mouth.Womenloveddoing that with female pros. June had seen it at least a dozen times.Give them something to put in my mouth, and it’s like they’re living every fantasy the world won’t let them have.Some were undoubtedly working through something with her.I’m basically a special kind of therapist, depending on the client.Then again… with the right one, June loved having this done to her.
“Fuck.” Miquela stared at the ceiling. June eased her mouth open to take the strap-on in. “You’re making me want to fuck you even more than I did before.”
It wasn’t easy giving her the usual treatment. Yet the spirit was willing, even if her body warned her that this woman was unlike any other she had been with before.I can do this.June spent more time stroking the harness and nipping at the edge of thesilicone than outright sucking, but a girl needed time to relax her mouth around something like this. A girl could also draw quite a bit of inspiration from what she had in hand.She wants to fuck me with this thing…June could see it now. Her, on her back, this woman ramming her pussy until she was screaming in unprecedented bliss. That’s how Miquela wanted it to happen. Ithadto happen that way.
“Touch yourself.”
June’s left hand disappeared between her legs, stroking the inside of her thigh while her right hand stroked Miquela. She dove deeper into her trousers as she pressed her fingers along Miquela’s slit, stimulating her clit. Lips found the base of the strap-on and pursed against it – it elicited another groan from a woman quickly losing her bearings.
Eventually, June couldn’t take it anymore. She had to feel her. Now.
The delightful string of curses she uttered as June tasted half the strap-on urged her to continue. June would not let Miquela leave her room until she was wholly satisfied in one form or another. It was only right. Not just because she was paying June, but because a gorgeous woman who had come out all this way should get to have one of the most pleasing times of her life. Or so June told herself as the tip pressed against the back of her throat. The rest of her mouth was equally stimulated.
Now I’m wet as fuck. Wet enough to take this on? Shit, did she have XXL condoms in her drawer? It was only right to practice safe sex with this thing.Who knows who else she uses it on…Only the most unsuspecting of women. Like June!
“Keep that up, and I’ll start thrusting.”
So?
“I know you can make more money off of me.”
