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Families were already playing together in the sunshine. “Don’t go, I paid till noon,” I insisted. Her tits jutted just out of reach but I still craned my neck in an attempt to suck a nipple as I fucked her. “At least it’s not boring!” she replied. “Maybe if I took you to the Opera?” I suggested. “An ability to act professionally,” I corrected as my hands wandered under her skirt and began to ease her knickers down again. “Really?” I asked. “Right, yes of course, always wanted to,” I admitted. “Bloody hell,” I said as I pulled my socks on, “I thought you were supposed to make me feel good.”
“You are mistaking me for a girlfriend,” she said, “While I am a paid professional.”
“An escort,” I reminded her.
